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The Midonyn Epic Page 1
It's a cool night and no one's around. Sitting at a bench in the park, I was watching the stars while listening to my tunes. Ah, the simple pleasures in life...
God damn I wish something would happen.
I hear the rustle of the bushes nearby.
Then a cat emerged.
OH, of course it's just a cat. What else could it be?
"Meow!" the cat meowed.
"Beat it, I don't have any food." I said.
Suddenly, it stopped, stared at my direction for a bit and just ran away.
Stupid cat, what was that about?
"Hello there young lady."
I almost jumped as I looked wildly around for the voice that came out of nowhere.
Then I found it.
A Bloody, Stupid Miracle The day we’d cured the human condition was the day I put a bullet through my head and didn’t die. It was also the day I realized how scared I actually was of death, and after hours of muscle ache from holding that gauze against my open skull, after the wound closed and everything went back to normal, I had myself a good old-fashioned brainstorm. How ironic.
But when summer came, everything had fallen to shit. The air scorched my skin and parched my tongue every time I took a breath. The sun glared down on a rapidly-collapsing world, full of the undying bastard children of cruelty and misfortune. What was one to do when their cells regenerated faster than they decomposed?
My feet hit the pavement, now littered with jagged bits of glass to snap at my toes, thoroughly baked by the blazing ball of bitter disdain high overhead. Today was worse than yesterday. Though I’d often wondered the purpose of it anymore, I
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