The sky was black, the wind was blowing. Then slowly, the rain began to fall. He had reached the mountains. The landscape, if we could call it like that, was almost empty. There was nothing around…… only the rocky ground….. He didn’t want to continue walking so he sat……. Where was he ? Nobody knew.
Suddenly, he saw something pass on his right. He stood up immediatly and looked around him…… but nothing. He didn’t have the time to react, the knife penetrated his back. The blood flowed under the eyes of this man who had already killed and will kill again…..
L.M
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