Partisanen

I felt asleep for a few seconds and spent a whole life. When I woke up I had a light remebrence of you and me. I looked to the sky and saw vultures far away, hovering quietly in the distance. I knew that partisans are the children of the place. Every stone, every teardrop, every ravine is their ally. And I had a feeling of unreality, because curdled will can only be broken.