• I could feel the pain rush to the side of my cheek, and the warm blood roll down... making an orange, somewhat dry track left behind.

    My senses tangled up like the rough branches of a tree.

    I abruptly fell to the hard floor, shocked and confused.

    I finally came to my senses, but still dizzy as if i had just been on a chair that had spun and spun around and around...

    The blood had dried up. It had build up its own shell, but was surely, still fragile inside as a newborn.

    The blood reminded me the freezing cold of running dagger that had run past my cheek, unnoticed.

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