Grey.
Grey skies.
Grey mountains.
Grey horizon.
It was all grey. The sky was a cloudy white directly overhead. Darker shades of the melancholy color blended into an outward ring towards the horizon if every direction. It was almost as dark as night in the distance, like a large thunderstorm looming in the distance. Some arcs of lightning flashed occasionally, grabbing attention for only a few moments.
The landscape was bare. A once green area was now bare, only sand, gravel, and dirt remained. The hills had been eroded over the past 5 years. The valley had become wider, the surrounding hills and mountains having been worn away. All t
Grey.
Grey skies.
Grey mountains.
Grey horizon.
It was all grey. The sky was a cloudy white directly overhead. Darker shades of the melancholy color blended into an outward ring towards the horizon if every direction. It was almost as dark as night in the distance, like a large thunderstorm looming in the distance. Some arcs of lightning flashed occasionally, grabbing attention for only a few moments.
The landscape was bare. A once green area was now bare, only sand, gravel, and dirt remained. The hills had been eroded over the past 5 years. The valley had become wider, the surrounding hills and mountains having been worn away. All t
Hoagie roll Hell Subway of Sin by 99Breaker, literature
Literature
Hoagie roll Hell Subway of Sin
Kyle cautiously stepped through the dark hallway. Every step brought him closer his apportioned fate. The will of the very universe prodded him forward. There was no avoiding this confrontation, it was destiny.
Every week it occurred, so much like the tragic cycle insinuated by Grendel of Beowulf. Kyle edged his way closer to the threshold of the apartment kitchen. The light emanating from the refrigerator danced around the surfaces of the walls with at a fervent, demonic pace. A truly monstrous form, in vain of a man, was shadowed against the wall. Kyle could also hear the typical mad rummaging through the refrigerator's contents, as well a
Grey.
Grey skies.
Grey mountains.
Grey horizon.
It was all grey. The sky was a cloudy white directly overhead. Darker shades of the melancholy color blended into an outward ring towards the horizon if every direction. It was almost as dark as night in the distance, like a large thunderstorm looming in the distance. Some arcs of lightning flashed occasionally, grabbing attention for only a few moments.
The landscape was bare. A once green area was now bare, only sand, gravel, and dirt remained. The hills had been eroded over the past 5 years. The valley had become wider, the surrounding hills and mountains having been worn away. All t
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