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He must have looked up at an unfamiliar sky through frightening leaves and shivered as he found what a grotesque thing a rose is and how raw the sunlight was upon the scarcely created grass. A new world, material without being real, where poor ghosts, breathing dreams like air, drifted fortuitously about... like that ashen, fantastic figure gliding toward him through the amorphous trees.



The searing pain of a reality too close for comfort, in the meandering maze of his own twisted mind. Each fiber of his being no longer seemed connected, or even a part of the whole that was once who he was. Time had become his trap, stuck in one moment, forever lost to the world.



He heard no sound from the rifle as bullet and flesh meshed. His time had come sooner than that, almost instantaneously. The warm dark liquid poured from his lifeless body as though his soul was also leaking out, thickly and moving as with life. The only life in a pool of death.



He saw his own body lying on the ground. He allowed his spirit to remain unproturbed by the newest reality the world was meant to follow. He was unconnected from his former self. Able now to see the unrulely world for the disgusting place it had grown to be. An untrusting and dishonorable air floated amongst the lands of men. It shone like each strand of web in a glimmer of light.



Suddenly he saw his youth as men on hilltops might see the whole winding course of rivers to the sea. He saw the blind confusions of his wanderings across the earth.











I went back to sleep and lost the flow of this story...will finish later... tell me what you think.