AdistroughtWOLF

Black list the heart as fingers work their ways into pockets. a sad day breaths life into the hearts of he who sees green leafs painted with the faces of old men as more a gracious blessing, than the feel of mud between the toes.   rise with the ball as the air bites and eyes falter, only held open by black water, bitter and putrid until given lives first beverage.   an evil we all ask for and fight not to fight, but give all we've got, allowing words to craft out every second to please the trees that look down at us, waving their leafs in our faces, hoping the breeze and the scent of ten thousand fingers will finish the day faster.   fly a

A man walks out the the freezing rain, and steps into the cargo hold of a train he's stowing away on.  he crawls into the cramped corner of the rail road car and huddles up in his filthy coat.  pulling a flask out of his pocket and taking an unhealthy gulp, he stashes it away once more, then closes his eyes.   the train begins to pull off, gradually picking up speed until the whole line of vehicles lifts off of the ground and tears through the air.   the idea of being six feet under is damn near impossible to dwell on while flying a few miles above the surface of the bright yellow planet.   the stale air ripping past people's faces is enough

    "so... why are we taken er ta Gabriel fer this?"  Lucret asks he pat's his new Khajiit friend on the back as she retches into a bucket in the back of Randy's Volkswagen bus as it comes to a stop.      "because Despite what you, or anyone else for that matter... May think of Gabriel, he's really good at what he does.  helping people Kick their addiction just so happens to be one of those things."  Feisty says from atop Pixie's head.  "It's a strange talent of his, but I don't care.  as long as he helps us with situations like this, he could have learned it in Vietnam for all I Care."      ".....Where?"      Pixie shakes her head as Rand