untitled........again.

I walk through the town, deserted, quiet. The crisp air pinching my throat every time I inhale. The streets, lonely and undisturbed.

I walk past three men. They stand outside the open double doors of a pub. They smoke. The blue-gray smoke traveling from inside them into the air, dispersing and finally disappearing.

This is the life.
When the sun sleeps and the moon wakes, and greets the worlds' insomniacs.

This is the darkness I want to be in.

Responses

2 comments so far.

1. andrea says:

   I love the night life! Very peaceful! Great Job portraying this.

2. Alina says:

   Thank you andi.
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