steelrain

Music insinuates itself as the leaves mix into the inarticulate smog. They tend to sneer on them with a flurry. And the band begins to play. A minor and then F sharp. He breathes in some poison as she walks down on the hall. "I will be the god!!!", he yells. Her footsteps become more and more inconsistent. She smashes up all the dry leaves as she realizes the note on the ground with a bloody signature. She can't hear him. He yells again "I will get more than silence when I become the god". She runs, feeling a kind of remorse, while reading the note in her hand. She realizes a question in  deeper red on the note: "Would you..?". She stops for

I will not be here and thus not able to follow the new stuff for the following week. So take good care of yourself and gimme some mind why am I writing this stuff here? :)