I guess it's called Tzunami...
Indiscribeble forses of destruction. The fear brings with it more than lost and death, doesn't it?
How can we know when she shall strike again? No evil goes unpunished, or am I wrong?
We are destroying, therefor, we shall be destroid.
No, maby i'm just being overdramatic, but there has got to be a reason for all this terror brought upon us, no?
Water... so simple, so nessesary. So leathal...
it's all about the buttrflyeffect, isn't it?
I can't truly describe how I felt when I heard about what had happened;
a wave of water, and everything's just gone... how can it be so?
But what frightens me the most is, how little time it takes to turn the world inside out for millions of people... the ones we lost, the ones who lost their loved ones, those who lost their homes...
it isn't possible to put so much pain in words, is it?
This tzunami changed my life, for when I saw pictures from the places destroid, I realised who I was, and what my "life purpose" was...
