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Smoke and Mirrors: Chapter 3
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The robbed that smiles, steals something from the thief.
~ William Shakespeare
I stretched my arms over my head and grinned as I closes the door behind me. I’d be back for sure tomorrow night, but for now… Time to have some fun!
Using my right foot to push off, I took a running start down the sidewalk, before leaping onto the windowsill of a nearby building and scaling the wall until I made it to the roof. I landed soundlessly on the flat roof, and grinned as I felt the adrenaline rushing through my veins. Damn, it felt good to let loose once in a while!
I ran through the darkness at full speed, never looking back at the places I left behind in my wake. Leaping over rooftops and climbing walls faster than the human eye could catch, I made my way across the town below as if I were flying -something I wish I was perfectly capable of doing- but it’s not as stealthy, anyway. After all, there are no shadows in the sky.
The night has always been my favorite time. A time for laughter, freedom and to feel alive, a time when your dreams and your nightmares come all alive at once… Guess which category I belong in?
Feeling that wind on my face and coursing through my hair, there’s no greater feeling, no bigger rush than to jump through the air from dizzying heights and as if I were weightless. I truly can’t imagine a better way to spend a night out! After all, who needs a cramped bus or the ever expensive and elusive taxi when you can do this?
It was September already, and the air was already frigid with the coming snow as I moved through town. To be honest, I’ve always called this place a town, but its more like a township (“Downtown”) within a city (“Uptown”); the Uptown being the place across the bay with all the skyscrapers, and the Downtown here is a suburbs full of small shops and businesses. If you want to live quietly like me though, or if you want to live at all, for that matter, you’ll avoid the Uptown region at all...
The robbed that smiles, steals something from the thief.
~ William Shakespeare
I stretched my arms over my head and grinned as I closes the door behind me. I’d be back for sure tomorrow night, but for now… Time to have some fun!
Using my right foot to push off, I took a running start down the sidewalk, before leaping onto the windowsill of a nearby building and scaling the wall until I made it to the roof. I landed soundlessly on the flat roof, and grinned as I felt the adrenaline rushing through my veins. Damn, it felt good to let loose once in a while!
I ran through the darkness at full speed, never looking back at the places I left behind in my wake. Leaping over rooftops and climbing walls faster than the human eye could catch, I made my way across the town below as if I were flying -something I wish I was perfectly capable of doing- but it’s not as stealthy, anyway. After all, there are no shadows in the sky.
The night has always been my favorite time. A time for laughter, freedom and to feel alive, a time when your dreams and your nightmares come all alive at once… Guess which category I belong in?
Feeling that wind on my face and coursing through my hair, there’s no greater feeling, no bigger rush than to jump through the air from dizzying heights and as if I were weightless. I truly can’t imagine a better way to spend a night out! After all, who needs a cramped bus or the ever expensive and elusive taxi when you can do this?
It was September already, and the air was already frigid with the coming snow as I moved through town. To be honest, I’ve always called this place a town, but its more like a township (“Downtown”) within a city (“Uptown”); the Uptown being the place across the bay with all the skyscrapers, and the Downtown here is a suburbs full of small shops and businesses. If you want to live quietly like me though, or if you want to live at all, for that matter, you’ll avoid the Uptown region at all...
