CHOOSE YOUR OWN TRAGEDY! (Reader Participation Requested)
Riaan stirred to the dull throb of survival. Three tiny bones in his right ear faithfully rattled out each muted thud his unremitting heart thrust through the bloody boulevards buried beneath his flesh. His languid cognizance drifted, eavesdropping on the dogged murmurings of his remains.
Breathing into a damp pillow, in the flickering calm of his half-waking, he forgot. For a few thoughtless seconds, he nestled in a gurgling infant-sentience, too torpid to bear knowledge, yet too animate to plunge back into the unspeakable landscapes of his nightmares.
He lay, unfettered by memories, images, the tortured etchings of his history.
YOUNG READER - YOU DECIDE!
WHAT WILL HAPPEN TO RIAAN’S BLISSFUL INANITION?!
WILL HE WAKE UP AND GO TO WORK - OR - WILL HE DIE, FOREVER LIBERATED FROM HIS ACHING ANAMNESES?
HIS FUTURE IS IN YOUR HANDS!
Breathing into a damp pillow, in the flickering calm of his half-waking, he forgot. For a few thoughtless seconds, he nestled in a gurgling infant-sentience, too torpid to bear knowledge, yet too animate to plunge back into the unspeakable landscapes of his nightmares.
He lay, unfettered by memories, images, the tortured etchings of his history.
YOUNG READER - YOU DECIDE!
WHAT WILL HAPPEN TO RIAAN’S BLISSFUL INANITION?!
WILL HE WAKE UP AND GO TO WORK - OR - WILL HE DIE, FOREVER LIBERATED FROM HIS ACHING ANAMNESES?
HIS FUTURE IS IN YOUR HANDS!