Insatiable thirst

I sat at the old mill, looked at the lights in the windows of houses. A stranger is a cozy world ... In my was the road to nowhere and fear to meet passersby. I am twenty five years old, and behind the shoulders a whole life. Long and bladder ... I can escape, leave somewhere. I have no money, but it does not matter. Clear how I coped before ... I thought about many things, and only the thoughts about Martine drove away. Too hurt, too scary ... The moon hid behind the clouds, and it became completely dark. Need to return. In the house of the old man burned light. Does not sleep, waiting for me. I opened the door, entered the hallway ... In the same moment something collapsed on my head, the whole firework exploded before his eyes. And right there too