LOVE

 
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Whrack, Whrack, Whrack!

Alone in this wood, she was fighting to survive. With one hand she was protecting her life. With the other one, she was holding it.

Whrack, Whrack, Whrack!

She didn't remember how it started. She knew she was running away. She ran until she couldn't run anymore. She was trying to save her newborn.

Whrack, Whrack, Whrack!

She was surrounded by raiders from another clan. Each time she managed to kill one, he managed to stand up again. Unwounded like the ghosts they were.

Whrack, Whrack, Whrack!

A few feet from here, a couple stops. They stand close to their bikes, watching. Unaware of her fight.

Whrack, Whrack, Whrack!

The couple moves closer. The man reaches instinctively to his lovers' belly, tears flowing down their cheeks.

Whrack, Whrack, Whrack!

At the foot of the tree lay two skeletons. Even in death, the mother was still fighting for her love.


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