There is nothing right on the left wing, and nothing left of the right of the right.
"I said that's enough" I caught hold of her wrists as she kept fighting kept struggling. Why, when I am too powerful to defeat? I sneered as I tossed their weapon aside and drew her close, in an embrace that may have been comfortable if not for the shackles around them " There we go, easy now," I grinned " you 've been hurt enough for one day."
Her thrashing and struggling did nothing but exhaust her limited energy supply, she fell to the floor. She was mentally screaming "WHY" and "This is all your fault" and I could see it on her face, no need to pry into her mind.
"shhhh" I murmured - warning her I didn't want to know anymore "you 've done enough. You 've fought so valiantly against me, someone so powerful I just have to think. just listen to me" I smirked " there is no shame in calling it quits "
Woah Woah! Let's go back, things weren't always this way.
I was born with an imagination so strong it leaks into reality, and the ability to pry into the deepest folds of the mind. I live in a world with a dysfunctional, neo-democratic government, which feeds the public a bunch of crap to make them believe everything is just dandy.
It's not.
YOU ARE READING
Grey Lines
Teen FictionWho is right and who is wrong? Which path should you walk in a world were nothing is as it seems ?
