It's progressing very well.
I'd like more, but it takes time.
And unfortunately time is running out.
So much to do. To achieve.
But it's frigid. Freezing over.
The process is too slow.
Two steps forward, one step back.
The obstacles seem to great.
Failure is not an option.
If anything, rejection will be the fatal end.
One I'm hoping to avoid.
Results.
I require results.
But there is always a problem.
Most times it just comes back to unpredictability.
Other times, are just truly impossible to describe, much less define.
In the end there will be a name.
A tittle given.
Hopefully it will be for the best of both of us.
YOU ARE READING
Forever Free
Short StoryThe shadows never fade, always lurking in the depths. Surrounding, closing in. Suffocating from the inside out. Releasing the voices cackling underneath. Trapped in utter darkness no light can penetrate. It's always eerily quiet. Constantly...
