Sunday, June 22, 2008
magnum opus pt1.
i wish a tornado will just appear in Singapore and destroy this tiny island. No, make that a series of tornadoes. One tornado for each region ( north, south, east, west ). Kill everyone of us and make this world a better place. Of course there will be resistance, but in my story everyone dies, except me. Then i will travel this land alone, my power unmatched and unrivaled in this desolate place. At this point it sounds like a scene from the movie I Am Legend. In my story, however, there's no zombie-like humans who couldn't go out to the sunlight or some shit like that. There's just me. everything on this tiny island is for me to control. the first thing i would do is go to town and get some new threads. since the mrt's down, i would have to walk...or find a bike or motorcycle, or if im lucky, a car. i would go to town. get some new threads. then i'll visit the Istana beside Plaza Singapura. Now that's something people don't get to see everyday. the inside of the istana. of course, the whole place is destroyed, but it doesn't matter. the front door stands strong against the wild wind. Opening the door, im welcomed with more ruble... and dead faces. people who had been trapped inside and buried under the ruble and debris. a woman's face attracted my attention. her face is not so much dead but alive. but she's dead alright. no breath, no pulse on her neck, nothing. but her face shines with vatility. i reached out to close her dead eyes.... to be cont'd.
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