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City Troubles - Chapter 1
City Troubles Chapter 1
Night had fallen. Over the city, the sky was lit up from all the lights and neon signs, but out here, the night sky was of a very dark blue, almost black. It is said, that "The night is darkest right after dusk and right before dawn." and tonight, it seemed very true.
Normally, on a dark night like this, it would be very silent around this area in the canyons, but this night was different. The freeway, normally deserted at this time of the night, was filled with people. Lots of people. Almost everyone from the city who was interested in fast cars and bikes had come out to a festival of the illegal street racing scene. It was the biggest one yet and the date had been known for months. Lucky, the gangs who had organized it, were able to make a truce with the police. At least for this night and this freeway. Tonight, the freeway was filled with people showing off their tuned cars and motorcycles, they had come either to race or to watch the races.
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Only minutes after he left, Garrow returned and handed Nasuada a few strips of dried meat, a small loaf of bread and a piece of cheese. He just said "Here, you feed him.", and left again, mumbling about preparing for something. As she laid the food in front of her, the dragon hopped closer and sniffed at the bread first, then the cheese and the meat. It was taking in the scent for a few seconds and then its head jerked towards the meat and snapped shut on one of the meat strips. The dragon shook its head several times, but as the meat wasn't coming off, it shot an imploring look at Nasuada, the stripe of meat still in it's snout.
Nasuada had to laugh at the comical sight of the dragon trying to eat a piece of meat twice the size of its own head. She took the stripe of meat the dragon was holding, tore it off just before the dragon's nose and the dragon dropped the remaining piece of meat in front of him. Now being of a size the dragon could fi
mechanici want to kiss every aching wound you have,
bandage your heart every time it bleeds,
and patch up your mind over and over
because not a single tear deserves to fall
from your brandy-drenched eyes
but this dripping heart of mine can only feel
and the healing honey words it flames get caught
in the back of my throat and on the roof of my mouth
so i only have these passionate guttural cries
to tell you that i care all too much
and in order to fix you up again,
i would need to tear myself to tatters
and trade all of my working parts
for your leftover, fading pieces
but i just haven’t figured out how.
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