do you know the glorious? do you know how they breathe and live? the strict attention that they give toward their competition is comparable to any dominant country that exists today not allowing their alertness to be distracted while they take what they want your actions are useless the appalled know not to question or act out toward the glorious in a harmful manner the result would be disastrous either side you choose can be negative or positive so the appalled walked away with their eyes closed and mouths gaping open trying to take in each breath they can as they walk away they never question them they never think twice about it and all we hear is his horn you can hear him strain as the pitch retreats deeper into a gloom monotone note there is a sudden silence which consumes the crowd a second later faces start to grow old with age stress soaks eyes with a foggy coat of depression lips wrinkled as the air grows bitterly cold i am running, trying not to look back leaping over fallen bodies and seeking shelter from this living hell