Distant Lands - Prologue

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The Heated discussion
It was tremendously noisy, he just couldn't hear a thing, the fight was terrible, so before he said something he would definitely regret, he didn't know what to do, he just had to get away... Frustrated, he kept thinking, frantically, “What can i do” he asks himself,
Walking, with his head down, slowly weaving in and out of the side streets,
The flicker of the street lights making him jump,
Everything is just too much, cars fly past and yet when there are no cars it feels like eternity.
Nothing, that’s how you could describe it,
The empty nothingness that one could only feel when they are totally and utterly alone, minutes turned into hours, his walking slowing to a gradual pander, arriving