Jul 02, 2004 22:57
I have been living in the desert for quite some time. I got sick of the cities and the freaks they make out of people. There are no people out here. No people, no problems. In civilazation, what's wrong with the system becomes what's wrong with you. And you don't figure it out untill you've eaten yourself alive. A woman comes up to the front of my cabin. She tells me that shes magic and she will grant me a wish. I tell her I don't believe she possesses such powers. She tells me to hold out my hand and think of something I want that will fit into my outstretched palm. I do. The ring I lost 4 years ago appears in my hand. I tell her I'm ready to make my wish. I wish that she turn into a grain of sand and throw herself into the wind. I throw the ring away too.