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I look at Max, waiting for a reaction to my question. He doesn’t reply. I don’t mind; it was rhetorical, anyway. He continues to walk at a pace slightly faster than mine. I contemplate wasting my breath on telling him to slow down or not and decide to waste it on catching up to him. As I speed up, Max glances absently at me over his shoulder. He barely looks at me for a second before returning his gaze straight ahead. It doesn’t take long for me to fall behind again. I don’t even bother catching up. I have faith in the thought of Max not walking too far ahead of me. I begin to pant as I watch his blonde hair bounce up a

Radius: His Blinding Light Welcome to the last moment of my life, where the lines begin to blur and the first thing to break is time. Where the countdown of our life is no longer measured in wasted seconds ticking away, but where frame by frame this moment has become an elastic canvas to draw out every sense and stretch out these final thoughts. Where a second ago, which seems like a lifetime ago, I stood with her by my side, a veil of darkness above me and a city before me as the world shifted behind the towering buildings as a massive ball of energy began to bloom an earthbound sun that started to consume the world. In a flash, ultimate t

The Eyes of a Killer As I looked into his eyes I started to shiver and shake. I saw the soul of a man only the Devil could create. His stare pierced into my mind as my fear can only intensify. His rage and his anger is rising into a fury his eyes can't deny. As I looked into his eyes I saw the bodies that have fallen at his feet. I realize this was a man I was never supposed to meet. His eyes were black and void as if he carried no blame. To kill for fun or boredom not profit glory or fame. The scariest thing about those eyes took me a minute to see. The reflection that carried those eyes in the mirror was me... ~Jamie