Demons The grip on the throat was as tight as a knot pulling a trailer of horses on the back of a pickup truck. Eyes as cold and soulless as the deepest darkest parts of Antarctica. He's there as soon as the child is born waiting to take the innocence, fog up the eyesight and block all the senses. Just like smoke prevents bees from protecting their honey. We were all born with this fate, this fate to be blinded and oblivious to the most obvious. It happens to each and everyone of us with no exceptions and no one to spare. There is many levels to this kind of madness and we all are on different levels. All have different endings.
What's Between The Clouds? Appa what's between the clouds? The white#moonpeeks Unni what's between the clouds? North Star guides Dongsaeng what's between the clouds? Mountain peaks Oppa what's between the clouds? Red and orange skies Papa what's between the clouds? Big round eyes Sister what's between the clouds? A broken family drives