Sevir felt his pulse in his head and his heart pounding in his chest. He constantly had to adjust his grip because his hands were sweaty. His arms and feet felt heavy. His breath was weak and unsteady. He felt as though he could fall already. Though just moments ago, he thought that he was ready to scale the cliff.
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Of Chess and Life
Another old poem. This is a short one from a couple years ago. It’s a bit edgy, but I like it.
Vostak - Various Creations 