Tag: black shawl

So, the black shawl thing is finally starting to make sense. A close friend took a try at interpreting and was very close to the truth of it. As long as I was afraid, then yes, the voices on the wind was something to fear and hide from as she said. But I don’t think…

For the past three days, if I close my eyes for more than five hot seconds, the following things come to mind. Where at first it was like a half-forgotten movie scene, now it is more an intrusive and overwhelming vision. Black shawl. Fire. Handful of suspicious powder. A sharp blade. Some strong shit. Some…