The tight echoes seeping through the indestructible wall in a pinning

moment of one cold summer night. “Wise men ne’er sit and wail their loss,
But cheerly seek how to redress their harms” Damon abrupt capture in the
middle of a bewildering gloomy twilight that his loved ones will never again
breathe and exist. As he slowly hoist his feet from the warp an eerie shadow
envelopes him making him choke on his own slobber. “I must say he who
does not correct one another is an evil” without realizing his own blood is
slowly weeping from his gash. A murky road full of lights, encouraging him to
abide painfully that no one is around. ”You’ve been left out my boy”, leaving
him with a sadistic smile, he entered a never ending gloomy path surrounded
with pleading voices. He moved like a ninja, not making any actions that can
severe his lamentable stratum. In and out he breath after stumbling upon an
enormous bane. “DAMON” a loud crashing sound causing his body to arouse
from deep slumber, an alarming spine-chilling dream he will never go back.
Running in a lighting speed he came down from heaven and tightly hug his
family saying, “I’m free, I’m free”.