Timothy

Timothy.

I had a very old dream.

I was three and there is no light but darkness filled with screams of terrors and despairs filled my ears. It made me scared to the point that tears were already flowing out of my eyes. The space was cramp and I am hugging my knees to fit myself in quietly inside.

“Oh my, my! Please don’t cry! We are doing this for salvation and that will only be achieved if you meet adam and eve! Hehe! This is our salvation and with this you’ll be part of us too and we’ll live together forever! Isn’t it wonderful?!” Madness and maniacal, there is no sanity in her tone and what followed after was the sound of the knife hitting the board, making me flinch whenever it sounded like rhythm drum making a sound of final tribute to the souls that departed.

There’s no warmth and light is a luxury that the likes of us cannot grab even if we prayed for

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