“They are about to make you a god,” a man in togas screamed at another sitting calmly behind a desk. “And you are just a stripped Purple.” “No, they will not,” the sitting man laughed hard, “but it is not bad to be treated with deference after all that happened.” “I was mistaken to take…
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Suicidal Mission
His running footsteps broke the silence of the sleeping woods, and his heavy breathing was loud enough to sound like a thousand windmills have taken on a flight, at least in his ears. The runner couldn’t pause to admire the beauty of nature as he passed it in a haste, yet, even though he was…

