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The Whisper Of The Cold Wind.
it was nice.
engulfing every inch of my skin as if bathing me with a piece of myself I had lost.
so light, like as if I was being ascended to heaven, tingles everywhere, dry eyes and blurry sight, it was better than anything i've ever felt in years.
I slowly lifted my lids, only then I realize the city, dark and lonely, and tempting me to increase the roll of my wheels.
I glanced straight ahead, the wind gushing through my ears so aggressively, almost like missiles being launched from the bottom of my throat out of my head.
behind me, trails Taiju and Hanma, inside one of the cars that the first chief-executive had just bought. colored in matte dark, matching the windshield. their engine was silent, or was it because I was driving a bit too far from them that I couldn't hear anything other than the screams of mother nature echoing in my ears berating the exhaust of my bike?
the lights inside their vehicle was on and just as I said, the engine was quiet. only mine was heard and the few coming from the people that were still using the road late at night -or early morning at this point.
even the thick threads of the scarf snaked around my neck said nothing with the falling snow, the concrete was wet and slippery, threatening everyone for an accident, yet i went faster, not daring to look back or to turn off the serenity i was feeling inside my world.
