File It! [Kire's Random Writtings]

Now, here are some random sentences/small paragraphs that I just had flash into my mind. I'm not exactly sure what I'm going to do with them, but I may be able to work them into a post.

It’s hard to know what kind of a place you live in, what kind of life you lead or what the boundaries are unless you test them.

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I have never known what was different about me. Perhaps it was the way I never backed down, even when faced with someone or something so much bigger than me.

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Time, the object of such fascination and such hate. It's as productive as it is destructive and it is as feared as it is worshiped. People as a whole have such a shallow understanding of everything that time is that we are merely left with the basics. This is an hour. This is a minute. And this is the rest of your life. The wear of time is something that few people even notice happening until it's too late. You can't take back time, once it's past, you've lost it. How can we learn to hold onto something that is thinner than air and impossible to trap? Perhaps we can hold onto a memory of a better time, but we can never hold onto that time itself. A ghost of the past is all we can keep, so why do we have so much attachment to it.

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I swear, today is one of those times where logic just seems to collapse in the world and chaos, seeing the opening breaks out in full force. For once, it might be nice if I could be inside on a day like this. But, as ever, I’m usually near the center of the calamity. Lucky me.

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There were three figures standing with hunched shoulders in front of a small store. The window displayed camouflage pants and jackets, boots, and other gear for soldiers. Two of the figures, who were obviously much younger than the third, wore black trench coats, the other wore one of a beige colour.

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As the coin clattered to the floor silence fell. The clacking of the money as it hit the ground sounded as loud as a thunderclap. We all starred in horror at the man, who now grinned at us with a look so gruesome it made me want to do anything in order to get away from him. Sadly, he had no such thoughts himself, and he reached out to me and my brother, grabbing us each by one arm and turning. Before we knew what was happening, he had dragged us from our parents and reached the door. Awakened from whatever momentary stupor we had been under, my brother and I fought the man. No matter how hard we tugged, or how many times we hit him, the man's grip on our arms never changed. I looked back to see my parnets move forward, only to be blocked by three men with guns. There was no way the could rescue us now.

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A set of rails descended from the sun's yawning mouth. They extended for many miles before touching the earth's surface. And even then, it was thousands of miles more before anyone would be able to step onto the track.