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ZERO, SEE YOU LATER
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THE PEOPLE OF Marley had begun to fill the empty streets as the morning sun arose. White, red, and yellow armbands wrapped around their left arms each signifying a different title. Those who were regular citizens, others were warrior cadets and the official Marlians.
Underneath them, a woman sat tied down to the stone-hard ground by her feet and arms. The metal chains clashing against each other whenever she made any sudden movement- body growing weaker as the years went on due to the lack of food, her slick red hair that once was soft and shiny was now greasy and dirty. The glow to her skin had disappeared and so did the shine in her once vivid emerald eyes that used to hold so much light in them.
Time had not been treating her well. It was as if there were an anchor clamped around her ankle keeping her head beneath the water as she drowned in a void of torturing silence. Alone with the voices in her head either telling her that she made a mistake or convincing herself that she was a good mother for sending her daughter across the sea.
Despite feeling like this, not an ounce of regret plagued her mind. Every decision she's made that got her to where she is was worth it and was necessary if she wanted to keep her safe for as long as possible. To keep her away from the troubles of this cruel world she'd soon have to face because she'd rather her daughter fight to live by her own law than to let someone else decide that for her.
The final moments with her daughter plays on repeat in her mind like a broken record every second. It was the only thing keeping her sane and distracted from hearing all the people above her living happily while she got to rot. Their muffled footsteps made the ceiling crumble and sometimes the fine particles would fall on her. It enraged her. She would grit her teeth once in a while but other times she'd let out a small scoff and let it go. Not like she can do anything about it.
She often thought about how these same people had no idea they were being brainwashed to believe the lies that history told them- the parts written in books of who were the good guys and who wasn't, because unlike them, she could see right through their corrupt government schemes who didn't want anyone getting near the sad truth. No war will ever save humanity. The cycle of hatred will continue to exist even if some savior out there attempts to put an end to the endless conflict.
