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Cemetery Weather
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Topic Started: Oct 6 2010, 11:40 PM (320 Views)
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Jacob Grey
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Oct 6 2010, 11:40 PM
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How everything happens unlike you plan it to become, these days and these moments swiftly change with the fleeting seconds but that’s the world. It would have been sweet to break that birds wing and make him never fly again. But he was bested and he took the defeat. But Jacob isn’t going to let it get to him, at least not to heart yet. As we see Jacob sitting outside a little cemetery in the middle of some city, the rain overhead falling like icy nails and Jacob loved every bit that hit him across the face.
“So the swan was able to spread his wings”
Jacob says before pausing only briefly as he stares up towards the sky, allowing the icy cold rain falling to the ground to brush his forehead.
“The Swan was able to take me down a step in my plan, but that was the battle and not the war.”
Jacob says as he looks back towards the camera.
“To hold onto the chips, I will give you that Jericho. You were able to beat me and for that I commend you. But commandments mean nothing when they have nothing to follow on like the gusty winds ahead of you.”
The sound of the rain catches his ear as he pauses once more.
“For this week I don’t have a Swan to clip, but more of another faceless and more nameless unfortunate soul ahead of me. Someone clouded in the mind that can’t see the bigger picture for the death of him, and I will make sure that this week it truly is the death of him.”
Jacob says as he looks back towards the camera, the gates of the little cemetery built between the two high rise buildings swinging behind him.
“For this week I am bringing Havok with me, and with Havok I will reap a new dawn and move me one step closer to showing the world the fraud that the Starr has been made.”
Like that we watch Jacob throw his hood back over his head and make his way down the busy street, the dark sky only being lit once to show the Prudential Building only few hundred feet off from where Jacob was, appearing that Jacob has found his way to Boston for some unknown reason.
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