The Big Feast (100 words)

The coldness that grip my feet. In a time like this. When we face a race, between life and death. Nothing can comfort. Not Adelle. Or Blunt. It is just the melody of fate. Every move, impact other’s. They will blame me. Careless person in such situation. Coming across often, never get easier. Only I must be stronger. I heard myself whispering. A prayer. Have to do my part or it will be too late. I step on the gas. Out of my line, join other drivers and those very aggressive motorists. In the big feast of Denpasar morning traffic.


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