Thank you very much. *sob* I'm touched.
I woke up the following time by something kicking me. I thought it was a slog, or another crazy glukkon. But when I turned around I looked into the face of a skinny child. The child looked at me, frightened or impressed. Pick one. The poor child seemed to be hungry and sick, with dirty pelts on. It did look like a elum-fur for a while, then I saw that it wasn't. It pointed at a window of a house.
"Do you hear that?" the child asked. I listened, but heard nothing.
"No." I replied. The children looked like I have never even moved.
"It's the whining of souls, screams and beggings for mercy. Darkness..." it whispered. I looked up at the window and saw small shadows move. The child looked down in the ground and sank its thin arm. It looked disappointed.
"Well.. Soon maybe mother will come out of that room... Living or not..."
The child walked away and I looked after it. I don't know if my eyes fooled me, but I think the child faded away with every single step. Ghost? Maybe. I looked up on the window again, desperatly trying to explain to myself why I suddenly heard low screams. Like echos from... From... I shaked the thought out of my head and raised up. I stared blankly at the street for a while, really trying to keep sanity. I understood Orion completely now. You can't like this place if you are sane.
Sorry for this being so short, I have neither time nor acception from my parents to be on internet. C'ya.
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