lördag 28 maj 2011

Kill All Your Friends, In The Beginning

Angelie, Angelie. Wake up Angelie, something whispers in her ear. Opens her eyes. But all is dust. All she sees is dust, and shadows. Shadows in the corners. In the corners of her eyes. The wind blowing swirls of dust. She falls asleep again.

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