Writer's Game: 2nd Session

Okay, so I've definitely haven't been able to write a full-blown story, so here's another little game session.

Song: Over by Drake

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The grand finale. It's over. Our last curtain call.

I stand there, over the cliff, and I see the remains of my performance. Fire everywhere. Trees turned over; bullet cases littering the sand. The water, black at night, will show up as red in the morning. Only us four are left. After years of running and chasing, like the worst game of tag imaginable, we have fought and ran.

For ten years it's continued, and our season is over.

But who am I kidding? It will never be over, because the life I had before this is gone. I can't go back to the person I was before. I can't live my life. I can satisfy myself.

I guess it's another game of catching someone else.

Let's let this game fade away, and start anew.