~Shepherd~
There are plenty of reasons to be wary of this storm, yet the only one that came to my mind was the one thing I'd been trying not to dwell upon too much. It's as if the universe was telling me that this is the sign I needed to worry myself half to death. The concept of my life, what a fucking bullshit. I shoved my foot out fo the slippers, I don't like wearing things. My brothers didn't mention how long it took for me to even get into the idea of putting on pants. I prefer to be in the nude, it's relaxing. It keeps my head straight. A strange thing to say, but I am a strange man. I stood outside the boat, on the open deck which was meant for people to relax and sun bathe. I was staring out into the empty horizon, waiting for death to come and pick us up.
Not death, in the sense that I'm waiting to die. But death like the person who is coming to rip us away from our mate. That kind of death.
