Prompt 2

The life of Freedom

To be placed in a box, nearly completely enshrouded in darkness, pressed closely against my brothers. Where we are begins to shake. My brothers begin to dissapear from my sides, "where are they going," I wonder. "Why not me," I ask. Suddenly, it is my time! I travel to the top of this place, I am now in a tunnel, with a light at its end. "Hooray" I shout, "I am free",

Quite suddenly I am hit from behind with a hammer. It forces me out of there. I'm pushed through the air, flying in whatever direction the light at the end of the tunnel comes from.

Suddenly, I am free. I look around, trying to see this new world around me. The land is scorched and barren, in some places burns flaw the land, deeply ingrained with scraps of metal in them. The sky is a pale grey, dull and lifeless. In front of me, I see a town. The buildings are tattered and demolished, mere skeletons of what they once seemed to be. The roads are covered in rubble and garbage, this place looks as if it has fallen to ruin.

In front of me I see my brothers flying forward, towards a object upright in front of us. Many of them hit it, it falls to the ground and stays there.

Something moves towards that scene.

It is a man, of dark skin. He is an older man, probably nearly four decades old. His eyes are brown, and almond shaped. He has a small yet neatly trimmed beard. He takes a step forward and croutches down over the shape of a a small boy. I see his hands tremble as he reaches for the boys hand, he picks it up and it falls back down, limp He then looks up, with tears welling from his eyes, his eyes begin to change, to the color of insanity. In a frenzied rage he yells, blaming the gods for what has just happened. He turns to where I have came from. He points a black object there, and suddenly there is a loud CRAACCK!

My brothers fly by me, in the wrong direction!

Suddenly this man angers me, I begin to curve downward, trying to hit him.

I near closer and closer towards him.

Almost.

Almost..

YES!

I hit him in the stomach, and fly through instantly, he is weak. I have made him bow to me.

He makes a grunting noise, and falls to the dusty ground, limp. It begins to be soaked with streams of crimson water.
I have made someone bow, to me, I am his master. I have created water in lands of desert.
I am omnipotent, overjoyed with my accomplishment, I carry on.

That quickly ends.

My head smashes into a wall of stone, and quickly I fall do the ground, making a clattering noise as I do.

My flight has ended, I have served my master, the black box!

Around me I see my brothers. At last! We are together again!

We must celebrate! we have served our master well!

I try to stand and greet them, overwhelmed with this reunion.

Yet...I cannot move! I am confined to the earth I once flew high above.

Ah how depressing I feel, lying on the ground next to my brothers, lining the ground like cobblestones. Spent worthlessly, and forgotten eternally.