THE APPROACH
35 days went by when I saw the shadow, always on the same strain and again that terrible feeling.
Like the previous time ran and ran and ran and ran. I saw it again and again and each time the awful feeling takes possession of me, but I began to live with that awful feeling.
While peering curiosity to see it up close and close.
After 5 or 6 times I was so close that I was unable to look away from it, in a moment from the strain it put on my wrist, digging his claws into my flesh.
A sharp pain, a huge weight, the feeling that my arm was detached from my body.
Unable to move any single part of my body I felt to the ground kissing the dust.
Pain, frustration, fear, a long endless dark tunnel.
These were my sensations up to an unexpected events.
As more his claws were digging into my flesh till reaching the bones, a lightning pierced the darkness.
His memories became my memories, my memories became his memories. Her memories, she is a lady.
Why?
What?
Which?
In the flurry of questions and feelings, with all our strenght exhausted, i felt in a deep sleep.