Its a dark night and freezing night in the Zone, your footsteps crunching on the gravel as you step into the building. A small fire is lit, around it are two young men. You sit down next to them, nodding at one. The other grabs his guitar from behind him, and starts to play. You relax swaying slowly as he plays. The wind is blowing, and the fire is hot. For the first time in The Zone, you feel happy and calm.
Posted on: Tue, 25 Nov 2014 10:13:40 +0000
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