Walking thru the desert like a wild fire ruling the moraine, catching the ferocious winds moving thru the night. The sky is dark and there is no hope that a shining star will come thru, neither the moon with its brightness should come again. Darkness befalls in front of thee, where did it go, how come? how long?. Desperate shouts go thru the air wondering what this madness could be. Suddenly a thought comes thru, is it the end? is this true? For life has long been ignored, lost souls... (continue reading)
