on the edge


running, on the edge of the cliff-


no fear. I am unafraid-


dark, lifeless steps behind me. Emotionless. Death walks behind me, swinging its scythe.


go on


escape the suppressing aura


confident


Winning the race. Chances are 50-50


chances are good.


roll the dice, let's play.


the higher the stakes, the more exciting the game