Coral Hull: Prose: Thirty Six Hours: Silent Beach - III

I MACKENZIE KNIGHT I A CHILD OF WRATH A GOD OF LOVE I FALLEN ANGELS EXPOSED I

CORAL HULL: THIRTY SIX HOURS
SILENT BEACH - III

WE HAVEN'T LIVED YET, FREEDOM AND HAVOC sighed. MISCHEVIOUS IRRTIABLE was only a child and began to cry. DEPRESSION NEGLECT already knew what death was and was seriously wondering why anything had to be born at all. Soon Daniel was cringing in the soil.

Silent beach creepers had a strangle hold on him, of which they could not release. He had been cringing in the silence for far too long. So it has come to this, he thought. Life was more precarious for some than for others. SAVAGE AND SEX was the first to be shot through the heart by an arrow of death. LAUGHTER EVIL had been struck down soon after. Daniel knew that sooner or later that he would be next.

THEY'RE NOT ME, he pleaded with death. He became confident. There were still a few of them left. Death could follow him. By the time death swallowed them he'd be well out of reach, either swimming across the ocean to another forever or drowning beneath creepers along the silent beach.

Daniel Kendall stands so tall. Daniel Daniel will not fall. But the life-death-force was upon him, and there would have to be certain sacrifices.

    

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