he held something important in those darkened brown eyes. they appeared so dark they could almost pass as black eyes. he could be compared to a hunting lion as his aura resembled that of a predator.

there was something strange about that man and how he looked at the cubs. the tiny lions-to-be didn't know what was coming. in their innocent perspective it was just another day in the park with their play mates. after their rendez-vous they were to go home before the night creeps and take a shower like their mother would instruct them to.

i watched this man but thought nothing much of him than a mysterious figure who lurked in the shadows of the playground. that was until i noticed his eyes and their said darkness.

the time passed and i forgot about his relations to the playground and the children. i was bound to my own life choices. it wasn't until i opened the newspaper one misty morning that i even attempted to recall that old town.

flipping through the pages of sports, celebrity gossip, and politics, i stumbled across a rather interesting article. it was one that left me quite scarred.

a male kidnapper who sold children on a human trafficking nest. the man i once thought of as mysterious took up the space of the whole page with his mugshot. he looked older than the last time i had seen him but still had the same gloomy eyes.

i guess i had just witnessed what secrets he held. they were as diabolical as the eyes that acted as his safe.

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i looked down on the people from the speeding metro i was on. tiny and barely visible humans rushing to places they would rather be in.

it made me think of how i sometimes fall in their shoes. we were all once those people walking away from something, towards something else while someone else watched over.

it also reminded me of chess. tiny people i didn't care of. they were strangers. they were pieces of a chess board i could use as impotent pawns.

how grand a life i must be living. it almost feels surreal. it almost feels superficial.

so that's what i was thinking when i was on the metro, and saw those tiny creatures wander the vast plane below me. it really makes you think of who you are and what you are to become.