steady now.

this is not the right time. nevertheless, he huddled towards the luminosity of the lamp post. “Goodness gracious,” he mumbled under his breath. the air was piercing his skin. he didn’t bother buttoning his trench coat when he ran out of his house. he flipped through the pages of a thick address book that wouldn’t even fit in his backpack.  his fingers were frantic in searching for a certain name. his wrist watch chimed as it struck midnight. thump. he dropped his book on the pavements. he better hurry now, there’s no time left. thump. he needs to find the name, now more than ever. thump. the land trembled. thump. his eyes were wary but he knew he cannot give up. thump. in the corner of his eye, he saw her sneakers. thump.





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