now

The sound of his footsteps were muffled by the sand, though the crashing of waves on the shore would have been enough to hide his labouring walk,it was gonna be miles yet before he could stop, before he can enjoy the luxury called sleep. Sleep? it was hard to imagine sleep, his last sleep was just a fading memory in his mind. a dull red glow was on everything, moonlight itself was bleeding, or perhaprs it was the gash on his forehead pouring blood across his sight, the wound on his side weas numb, this wound never truly healed, it would open at just a small tug, now how long had it been spilling he could not recall, all his thoughts were concentrated on moving on. all he his mind was working on was another step and then another.

His feet faltered, but he pulled himself together, No not yet , NOT YET, he cannot fall now, he could have failed long time ago, he should have failed all those years ago, he had lived a life which had no meaning, no meaning till now, no meaning if he failed now either. move , move his mind kept sending this command to his body, move damit move. His time was moving with him, at a pace faster than him and he knew it, it wont take long before his time will be over, he would not fail now , he just would not.

Somewhere behind him, a shot was fired, falling the impact of the bullet, his last scream was not one from that of pain, but of agony on failing now, now it was meaningless...........