Thread:Rocketlauncher22/@comment-29711200-20160922031821/@comment-26234016-20161207011105

People say power is the ultimate aphrodisiac. That's true. They also say money is the greatest power. That's false. The greatest power is fear. Going through the war and coming out again, just your average village-person... And then the bombs fell.

The thundering of the bombs made me a coward, not a hero. And huddled in a small basement made for five people but packed with twenty, I knew that I never wanted to die. Death was the enemy here in this war. If only I escape that I will be fine.

Security in a new town. No thatched roofs, none of the culture of my homeland, but it was safe. I had escaped. And then I hadn't.

There wasn't an escape. There is no escape, I know that now. But maybe, just maybe, if I close my eyes and pray... Maybe. Maybe, maybe, maybe... Oh plea-

End of survivor story