I was called
Plain as day asked
By the opaque voice
On the other end
For the sweet return
Of Death's hourglass
Needless to say
I was quite amused
For how they could know
So easily in due time
That I harnessed the power
To deceive fate itself
I told the omnious voice
That they would get their
Hourglass back, but
Only after I tamper
And remove the grains of sand
That slowly drain away lives
The voice demanded for it,
The sound from him
Sent a shockwave
Of chills down my spine
But I would not shudder
I smirked, unknown to him
And hung up the phone
I chuckled as I peered
Down to the ground
Where shattered glass
And brown sand lay
In rest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Oooooh,mysterious. I detect a little irony here...
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i'm going to be the first one to comment even though i don't have any thing to say.
love you
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