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ARTnoob — Tomb of Discontent
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Published: 2007-07-03 16:10:50 +0000 UTC; Views: 67; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 0
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Blackness. Breathing.He’s all alone. It’s been at least a day of hearing his own screams, and feeling the hard walls of his fateful doom.
His nails are covered with splinters and tips are raw and bleeding.
The ceiling just inches away gives him his facetious hope.
No escape.
His legs are bound, and can feel the rope eating away at his ankles.
His back is naked now from the moving on the rough surface.
He can feel the blood soaking into the wood.
Will it end like this, he thought.
Can he escape, he thought.
He pushes again, like the thousand times before, on the top of his dark world.
No answer shall come from the heavens.
His mind is tearing him apart.
You shall suffer.
You will die.
Yet will you go silent?
Body never found.
Guess he went silent.
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Comments: 6
very nicely done, I like the intensity of it and then how it suddenly ends in quite a simple way, nice job
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'He pushes again, like the thousand times before...' love that fragment. You know, sometimes I think, that you're writing about yourself... Am I right...?
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Hehe... I may indeed be writing from experience.
But am I? =]]
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