Finally the long awaited, rated ONLY PG... and not m18 nor r21 Lost To Fate Eps 2 is here! I know some of you guys have been.... ahem, waiting for kinda long... so very sorry for the pause in between, ok, enuf of crap, let the sadistic journey... Begin.
5---4---3---2---1---Lost to Fate, Episode 2(wah phew = = finally 2
Slinging on his nearly-wet towel over his neck, Alex lowered his head and commenced his running programme, in which he wanted to train for his NS years which is around the corner, about 2 years later. As he ran, sparkles of dew fell from leaves on trees around him, and it mixed in with Alex's sweat, forming big pear-like droplets of water, which slipped down his 6-pax'ed figure, and collided with his stained yellowish white singlet. As he ran, he lowered his head and took bigger steps as time passed. Soon after, he was all out of air, thus he stopped for a breather, as well as to do some stretching, so as to prevent muscle cramps.
Just as he started stretching, muffled laughter of children could be heard. Alex felt... relaxed. He was reminded of his childhood days whereby he would swing on the swing of the playground under his block everyday and built pyramids in the sand pit. With a glance, he tried to get a glimpse of what the children are up to... especially this early. But as he turned bak, he froze. He slowly turned back, facing the lush greenery infront of him, lips trembling, his face ever so pale. There was no one there, just yellow rolls of carpet material and makeshift tent-like structures. From afar, Alex knew what it was. A funeral. He dare not peer straight at the place, for fear that his terror might get the better of him and he might start hallucinating. Strange enough, after a minute or so, thoughts came rushing into his mind... "When would it be my turn? Would i receive such grand treatment? Would people simply not care even if i were dead?" His mind was full of doubts. As though trying to stop him from worrying further, a cold breeze whizzed through his bare knees, striking straight at his fear-nerve. Alex took a deep breathe, and sprinted acrossed the stretch of darkness, seeming to get darker every second. As he ran, shadows of trees lengthened, the air also got colder. This traumatized Alex, who thought to himself. Two words. Bad Day. He was agreeable with his thoughts, for once, that he was experiencing one of the worst days of his life. He just kept running.
Finally when he stopped, he was panting profusely. He almost lost his breath for a minute there. Trying to avoid anymore unwanted trouble, he took a huge detour, not knowing what, or who, was waiting for him...
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This marks the end of eps 2... comments pls press on the last wing and comment in the taggy, thx.... eps 3 would come out some other day in the holidays i guess.
Signing off-
gaara569
aka. DarkSnowzzz
5---4---3---2---1---Lost to Fate, Episode 2(wah phew = = finally 2
Slinging on his nearly-wet towel over his neck, Alex lowered his head and commenced his running programme, in which he wanted to train for his NS years which is around the corner, about 2 years later. As he ran, sparkles of dew fell from leaves on trees around him, and it mixed in with Alex's sweat, forming big pear-like droplets of water, which slipped down his 6-pax'ed figure, and collided with his stained yellowish white singlet. As he ran, he lowered his head and took bigger steps as time passed. Soon after, he was all out of air, thus he stopped for a breather, as well as to do some stretching, so as to prevent muscle cramps.
Just as he started stretching, muffled laughter of children could be heard. Alex felt... relaxed. He was reminded of his childhood days whereby he would swing on the swing of the playground under his block everyday and built pyramids in the sand pit. With a glance, he tried to get a glimpse of what the children are up to... especially this early. But as he turned bak, he froze. He slowly turned back, facing the lush greenery infront of him, lips trembling, his face ever so pale. There was no one there, just yellow rolls of carpet material and makeshift tent-like structures. From afar, Alex knew what it was. A funeral. He dare not peer straight at the place, for fear that his terror might get the better of him and he might start hallucinating. Strange enough, after a minute or so, thoughts came rushing into his mind... "When would it be my turn? Would i receive such grand treatment? Would people simply not care even if i were dead?" His mind was full of doubts. As though trying to stop him from worrying further, a cold breeze whizzed through his bare knees, striking straight at his fear-nerve. Alex took a deep breathe, and sprinted acrossed the stretch of darkness, seeming to get darker every second. As he ran, shadows of trees lengthened, the air also got colder. This traumatized Alex, who thought to himself. Two words. Bad Day. He was agreeable with his thoughts, for once, that he was experiencing one of the worst days of his life. He just kept running.
Finally when he stopped, he was panting profusely. He almost lost his breath for a minute there. Trying to avoid anymore unwanted trouble, he took a huge detour, not knowing what, or who, was waiting for him...
____________________________________________________________________
This marks the end of eps 2... comments pls press on the last wing and comment in the taggy, thx.... eps 3 would come out some other day in the holidays i guess.
Signing off-
gaara569
aka. DarkSnowzzz