Thursday, December 20, 2007

Taste.

*Beware!before continue reading,another personal post.. you wouldn't understand a word..haha*

Wind has been freed, for now he know. He look around, he realize himself at a dock passed out. Glaring back to his hand, holding an almost empty 12 years old. He puts it away. Watching how it rolled away from his sight and into the shore. He clammed his hand to his face, trying to remember why he is here.
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It was nice, the taste after an empty stomach filled. He haven't felt full for years, finally he said it. He now realize he is actually full for the first time.
It was nice, exactly.
How?Had the dinner been a really great one? What happen?
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Yes, indeed, like what he has always remembered, he forgets, he doesn't remember a single detail. It's a good thing.

4 comments:

Annabel said...

woo.... so cryptic...

WillaZz said...

too ambiguous ade la.. ahaha.. many hidden meaning each word..lol.. very mysterious to even read as story. haha

Minny said...

what you wrote can mean a lot in several ways but nicely written! i wonder what's in the bottle.

WillaZz said...

hohoho.. guess guess guess... :D:D:D