SHILOH The room was dark and quiet. Humidity filled the air and, from time to time, tiny drops of water could be heard, slowly falling from the ceiling. It was cold, very cold. It seemed the coldness came out of the walls. Even from the steel bed with no mattress came out a kind of an icy breeze. Shiloh was all alone for a very long time, so long that he could barely speak to himself in his mind. It seemed that he was forgotten by the world beyond these walls and that he would only lick the water off the stones and that he would eat cockroaches for the rest of his life. Sometimes he had images coming into his mind… a woman that held him in her carrying arms… sun and the blue sky… a sense of belonging and responsibility towards many. Read more: evolutiononhold.blogspot/2013/10/shiloh.html
Posted on: Tue, 08 Oct 2013 09:45:47 +0000
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