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First Story for Storybook Collab: CHAIN AND RAIN

Posted by tomylee - April 13th, 2009


The slaves of freedom where there... Jailed.
Asking themselves why the world was like it is.
Ruled by the blood of their hands, it was them! THEM!
Those were who jailed us. Those were who took our freedom!.
But we all know, they had the power to change the world.
Smoke, blood and dust.
The sound of the chains, the falling rain in their shoulders.
That's Freedom... That was the freedom they were searching for.
Arising in the new order, they were just slaves.
Slaves of Chain and rain.
Those who killed the land, those who killed the day-light.
Now they are in their cells, dismembering their objects, their objects of peace.
Redeem our divine selection. Redeem our sacrified floor.
With blood and fear, they grow the nation.
With humillation and violence, they made them die.

They were not be tolerating that anymore.
They had to change it, they had to do it!
For the freedom of mankind.
So they asked themselves why.
And then reacted, and made the perfect plan.
They executed it at 2 PM,escaping trough the portal of their cells, they found it.
They found that glorious peace.
They found their life.
They found their wifes and their sons.
They found their land.
They found their dignity.
They found their grace.
They found everything they had lost,

But they never found themselves.

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Comments appreciated!
I would love to know if i missed a word or something... my primary language is Spanish :S
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