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Diminished. Part two.
A traffic light blinks yellow, then red. Several cars stop and vehicles that have been waiting move forward. Various aromas float through the streets. Citizens move at different paces, some taking their time and others off in a hurry. The city is always moving and never stopping. It is to be expected within any industrialized area.
The crosswalk flickers to the little man and Leo crosses the street. He spots a food stand selling apples and is reminded of his hunger. It has been a few days since his last "decent" meal and it was bothering him, regardless of how little he already ate. Walking by the stand, Leo snatches a bright red one just as the man turns away to speak with a customer. He would rather avoid stealing, but no money ever made its way into his pockets. That would also explain his living conditions and other concerns. It didn't matter, money meant power in this world and power corrupts. All Leo needed was the darkness and it was more than enough to satisfy all of his needs.
Diminished. Part one.
We are strong alone and even stronger together...
We are the shadows that can never be snagged...
I am, the dark...
Standing in the almost pitch darkness, Leo's chest moved ever so calmly. He had done this before so many times but it always felt new and a little different. Lifting his hood up he zipped up his hoodie until it went over his lips, let out a sigh, and then lunged forward. He raced through the dark, leaping over boxes and skidding under conveyer belts. Then he would run up a wall and jump over to a low hanging bar only to swing up to the second level of the room. Landing ever so gracefully Leo sped forward then took a sharp left turn. Dodging more debris he spotted the turn off that either went left or right but part of the ramp straight ahead had fallen long ago and the gap was a good ten feet long to the rest of it. With a powerful leap, Leo soared through the air with both arms and legs still in running motion until he landed on the other end and kept moving without miss
I'm not exactly sure why.
But with the way this picture has been drawn, and the way the titled is worded..
This is how I read the story: A man and a woman are in love, and a couple of unfortunate events happen, and now he's sitting there by himself.
I'm not sure why I read it that way, but I do.
And it's so vague and mysterious to me and that makes me love it.
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