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Kirjoittamisen taito olisi kivaPerjantai 29.04.2011 03:51

He’s standing at the cliff edge. A light breeze is blowing, messing his hair. Ocean is beneath and the setting sun is at horizon. He’s ready to fly but his bare feet are glued to the ground. He feels somebody’s presence behind. Somebody pushes him hard. For a moment he’s in the air, light as feather, he felt warm sun on his skin and sudden joy overwhelmed his body. But as he turned around in air to see the person who made him fly, something heavy hardened in his throat. He swallowed it, and it moved fast down to his feet, making him heavier than air. His feet became iron, dragging him fast down into the ocean. The sun has gone within a second and as he sank in gray water, great fear froze his heart. He was going deeper and deeper, gray became black and his body became numb.
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