Little short story.

Since i can's sleep right now I just wrote a little short story.

As I sprinted I started to lose all reason, the trees whipped by faster and faster. I felt it growing stronger this new familiar darkness. Then I lost my self I needed to eat I felt as if I had never seen food before. I need meat the next living thing I see I kill, “I’ll feast" I mutter in a hoarse, rash and bass tone that was not my own. "No time to think on that!" The tone of my now own voice alien to me. I come to a clearing and see movement, my mind goes black and I feel the darkness take over; I hear screams of whatever it was I killed. After the darkness resides I see my prey, my own family my sons and wife lay shredded and eaten before me. Before I realize it the familiar darkness comes in a rush but this time my mind is clear, clearer than ever before. As I realize the horror of what I have done I let out a roar in my new voice louder than ever before. Without a sound a being is at my broken door resembling that once was man., it looks at me with white glassy eyes. Its gaunt taught gray skin stretched tightly over its skeletal fame, inch long claws on each finger and toe. It's white hair blows in a unnatural wind it silently walks over to the table and picks up a mirror, IT points it at me, I see a spitting image of the being before me. As I start to sob fearing and wondering what have become, it stretches out its hand I take it as it helps me up. In a harsh rapid whisper I hear it say “Come my son it’s time to go, you will wake soon enough." As we step through the door i feel the snow under my bare feet and feel alive, as I forget the life i once lived I wonder what keeping me from breaking down. As we start running though the woods we get faster and faster till everything's a blur. The being turns to me and hisses "You have awoke my son, now come walk with your new family as a Wendigo!"

It may not be perfect but its mine, night everyone.

From the Gear pits and smelters I return (figuratively) .

Well I'm back!
This I've been on hiatus due to my victory lap of high school. Summering coarse also contributed to the lack of activity. I know the two or three of you may not care but I return with gifts.
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The Cog is Dead

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