Thursday, September 8, 2011

Atlas log 2

My mind is growing

There are thoughts that I can't control...
The people, the girl... Mads...

Hate and care blend together in a sort of double edged tooth. Neither will win, they'll both just eat each other until one of them caves into the other.

And the worst part is,  I don't know which one I'd rather side with.

And that's why it's time to go.

Ogos doesn't understand. How could he? He hasn't eaten a human in ions. His disconnection from their world is synonymous with his incomprehension towards mine.

My  father... my  real father...
That's my first target.

If I find him, maybe i'll understand just what it is that I am

No comments:

Post a Comment