" you are weird" it said after they had been in silence for months. It echoed in like a resonator. You were unsure whether they were words or some little mutterings you make here and there on tiny nights devoid of sleep.
"What?" you asked
"Whatever... it started
... didn't you hear them say whence you were out of hearing? They called you different and opaque classified glorious name for weird. Glorified weird?
" I do not understand"
"Understand you do not!"
The both of you were panting staring sternly, hardened.
"Perhaps we can like to enlighten each other".
It guffawed and clapped your hands. You stare at everyone in the small room filled with robbers waiting on their death toll. They stared back hard at you incessantly.
" what are you looking at?" one of the robbers asked. He was the one everybody knew as the black axe. His red eyes dripping with sweat as he stared straight- stoned at you.
"Nothing ". You mumbled with a curious smile.
" you will still die" you continued.
"What did he just say?" came the perplexed and astonished reply.
" I will help you fast forward your death" he continued as he bounced closer to you
You were sane in insanity.
Tonight you would be free.
Nobody knew the beginning
