Doctorgramm
The Night
It was always quiet when night fell over the remains of what once a busy city. Now, hundreds of years later, when night fell, those creatures that had survived the apocalypse vanished into their Caves and hideouts. They knew it was best to get off the streets, to pretend they don't exist anymore. Because what night brought, the silence that lowered itself over the city like a dark veil, was worse than all the dangers the afterworld had to offer. Thoughts like Thunder, exploding in the mind. A pressing silence that burrowed itself into ones head , nagging, scratching on the brain, causing an unbearable pain. Christian clenched his fists as he slowly walked through his makeshift laboratory. The sun had set and the darkness came..the cold and the silence with it. He already felt it, deep inside his head, right behind his eyes. Facing another, Long night in which he Always saw her...heard her voice. Not coming from her bones that he had digged out with his own Hands in his desperation but from another place. One he would never be able to visit. He had no right to be there. And she mocked him. She mocked him because he was where he belonged. In Hell.
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The Night
It was always quiet when night fell over the remains of what once a busy city. Now, hundreds of years later, when night fell, those creatures that had survived the apocalypse vanished into their Caves and hideouts. They knew it was best to get off the streets, to pretend they don't exist anymore. Because what night brought, the silence that lowered itself over the city like a dark veil, was worse than all the dangers the afterworld had to offer. Thoughts like Thunder, exploding in the mind. A pressing silence that burrowed itself into ones head , nagging, scratching on the brain, causing an unbearable pain. Christian clenched his fists as he slowly walked through his makeshift laboratory. The sun had set and the darkness came..the cold and the silence with it. He already felt it, deep inside his head, right behind his eyes. Facing another, Long night in which he Always saw her...heard her voice. Not coming from her bones that he had digged out with his own Hands in his desperation but from another place. One he would never be able to visit. He had no right to be there. And she mocked him. She mocked him because he was where he belonged. In Hell.
NO GROUP AWARDS