Survival takes so much work.




It drains you're happiness into the woodworkers.



Having high desire to live grasps you at the throat.



May leave no mistake into becoming fatal one. Losing the fight losing you're people along the way.



Hurts the soul to keep on going you're way.



Looking for a hiding spot running for safety.



Wary on supplies, feeling my body so drowsy.



One kick was all it took. Scouting the room armed with such in-durance. Seeing fellow survivor coming with. Stares at me with smile by the bonfire. So cozy with the scent of coconut an starwberry. Relaxes slowly my wilding arms down. Want to relax here for a bit?"


She asked. I choked on my words to say anything.



First times a charm living with beautiful girl so calm an collected.



Ye-ye yeah." Made myself comfortable locking up it just between us. Hello," I'm Emna, what's you're name?" Nick, Nick Robinson."
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