Post by Deleted on Jun 15, 2015 9:13:58 GMT
Night Creep by Jordan Harris (Me)
My eyes glazed over bloodshot as I creep through the darkness. Hand encased around the cold steel tucked within my coat as thoughts of death permeate my brain. The soul of a warrior emerges from the depths of my heart when the calming darkness devours the sun. Born into the city of rival tribes, A product of the environment forced to struggle with death and despair while trying to survive in a dog eat dog world. An enemy in sight sitting in a '63 Impala caught slipping in the late night. Instinct raises my right arm, hand caressing the heavy metal frame. With a flick of a finger A deafening roar comes from my position. The battle cry of a warrior! A fireball spit from the Mac shatters the car glass and splits apart the rivals mask. My mind a blank slate, the world in a haze around me. My Internal clock in my body is ticking, the warrior inside of me will leave my body at first light as it always does. The transformation to be reversed leaving a broken child to fend for himself in a den of wolves. Home... My body in a trance climbs through the window into my room as my silhouette falls upon the bed exhausted. the memories of the battle dissipate as my mind slips out of consciousness. The warrior flys away as the light penetrates my window and shines upon my still frame knowing it will return when the pitch black calm embraces the world once more...