Frightened to the rythm, heartbeats rising to the scorching heat. Leaving the blue die alone they head to the unknown.
Their eyes facing the moon. Out of life.
Strain
Miles above the planet, burning engines break and crumble slow. They just want to turn around back to what they left below.
Damn Sky, Endless and whole. Am I burning?
While the strain breaks the lid off their skull Brain has left, broken and shattered. Now the trip is over with a pale face sobbing Crooked cold feet, needles of terror.
Craving for needles of terror.
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