:.{Is it gone...?}.:
December 20, 2009 - 7:49am — Rutilus
**If someone wants to illustrate this, please let me know 8D;;;
Is it gone...? Is...?
No, no, the sun is still alive...It's there...
I hate the snow. It's pretty, but...
What if the sun dies?
Snow will bury us all.
I don't want to die here.
Not here. Not so far from home.
It's all the same. Snow, snow...Everything is covered in it. Even the deer. Even the deer.
...
She looks freezing, and startled. Hello, doe, hello--
--where are you going?
Don't leave!
I'm alone here...
...Your Gods seem to spite me...
...What if they know I'm here?
What if they know what I am?
Do my family see me...
...or do the Gods see me?
I'm scared. If they find out what I am, they may banish me. I'm not supposed to be here; my mission has nothing to do with this place.
I miss my family.
I even miss the king's speeches and lectures. I despise royalty, but...I'm desperate.
I had very little choice. I didn't want to leave.
But even my parents urged me on. They wanted me to come back with a way to save thousands of lives. They wanted to be proud of me.
But who could be proud of me? Who could love me? Here, I am a freak. An utter freak.
I'm scared.
It's light. The sun is shining again.
But it's so cold...
I remember seeing the Earth's sun for the first time. It astounded me, the sheer beauty of it. Fiery and swirly and deadly and hot.
And then there was the Earth itself. Beautiful, blue and white and green...
The shuttle was shooting closer and closer to your planet...
And then I was crashing. Whichever level I'd pulled or pedal I'd pushed, it had been the wrong one. The engines overheated, fire broke out, it was burning and scorching and I was utterly terrified, about to die without being able to tell my family that I loved them--
Then I was safe. There was no tidal wave as I crashed. Our chemicals and such are different, I suppose.
But I was not safe for long - the shuttle was melting. I forced my way out, trying to breathe, floundering and flailing. They'd told me, 'don't land in the water, never the water'. And what had I done?
Landed in the water.
The shuttle was gone. I was trapped for the time being, but they could bring me back. They wouldn't send me off without having a way to get me back.
I was bleeding, green acidic blood bubbling in the ocean's waters. It's a defense mechanism; if someone were to scratch or bite me, they'd hurt themselves. My blood would burn them.
It took hours to reach the shore.
I think I'm safe for now.
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Uh yeah <8D idk.
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ooooh Danila 8"(
How beautiful. -track-
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Thankyou.