MY SHORT STORIES

Run away.

'Dear whoever is fortunate enough, we are not well liked, my love and I, yet we are happy that we have each other.
For I was more fortunate, having a supportive family, and it was to be a sin if my love were to tell. I had my troubles too, my family being supportive and all was also abusive. My regret would be to fight back against them, yet I'm also glad I did, I overpowered them easily. My love has never been hit like I have, but they do come from a heavily christan family. They can't mention being in love with me, for in the bible, it's a "sin". My love goes by many pronouns but at certain times, they are genderfluid.
    You probably wouldnt understand but me and my love only have each other, and our children. This might confuse you, since having children would be impossible unless we adopted, but we have our pets which are our children. Three children to be exact,  2 birds, and a dog. These are our children, someone else we have to trust. They dont judge like others do, their brains don't even know that this is " bad".
    My love and I are opposites, They have beautiful tan skin, I am pale and gross. Their hair is thick and soft, mine is greasy and thin. Their body is like no other, beautifully shaped, mine is chubby and filled with rolls. Yet they love me, and I love them.
I look at my love with admiration and adoration. We are dressed in something that can almost be identified as a toga, golden flower crowns rest on our head, golden bracelets on our wrist. Our arms linked, we run together toward our end, our children at our side excited for an adventure. As we run our togas flow behind us, our hair flows majestically. We are running towards a light as the darkness follows, only us on the earth now, ready to start life anew. We reign over this heavenly world, only us and our children. No others to harm us, we can finally see sights that would be considered impossible.
This light is like no other, no one has ever seen it but we. This light is for us, our escape from this wreck of a world. It will soon be just us, to run free. The grass will be green, and soft, perfect for picnics. We can only imagine what will happen when we reach the light, we will run till we have to stop, we have each other to lean on. My lover and I will be at peace, with no one to bother.
This is my message for the person who finds this, We will be waiting for you, we will be free.  Till then, Martha Rune.  Signed 457 A.D'

    I read in my head. I look around, I'm alone, aside from my own dog. I look down at him, and then back up observing the area I'm in. It's a field, with long golden and shiny grass, the sky itself is fabulous. I  take a minute to read the note again. I realize this was written around 1,620 years ago.. I wouldn't know actually I didn't pay much attention to stuff that included religion. It was probably a lot more than that, even though it wouldn't matter anyways they would be dead by now. I snap out of my daze and look at my outfit, it is the same as the writer of this note. I start to walk around, in this large golden field.
After a few hours I came across a forest, lively and filled with peaches. I turn around again and look behind me. Why am I so paranoid? I'm alone in this realm, with my beloved pet. I avoid the Orchid of peaches and make my way onward, following me is my companion.
    My mind starts to wonder, did the couple ever escape? Did poor Martha and her lover find peace? Why am I here? What really is this place? A fortress filled with tricks.
Music starts to play in my head a nice comforting tune. Am I supposed to find this light? Is this for me to find my own peace? To escape those who have made me turn to despair? I can't understand this situation nor do I want to.
    It has been a few days, I have been stuck in this " paradise" for a while now.
Do I want to be here? No. The worst part is, I haven't the need to sleep, eat, drink and breathe. Neither does my pet, if we want we could be in the ocean. Today we plan to find others, or to try. We don't have to pack anything, we just leave. It's actually pretty painful mentally. I hope this land of peace will let me sleep and breathe. I pet my companion and give him affection. After days here I come to realize, why was Martha's condition unhealthy compared to her lovers. Was she in this place for a long time with her own companion waiting for someone? Did her companion just arrive and Martha felt an immediate connection to them? I also realise my similarities to Martha, body wise, my hair hasn't got to her condition and my skin is still healthy and colourful. How long will I be in this place before someone else arrives?
    I've been in this cursed land for 5 years. I've counted every day. 5 years I have been unable to drink, eat, breathe, and sleep. 5 years. I cant even kill myself. I am immortal. Alone and immortal. What type of sick punishment is this? I can't even talk, because I lack the ability to even get air in my lungs. All I can hear is the tune in my head, the swat of the grass, and my thoughts. My poor, poor, pet goes through this too. This person better show up soon. I have had enough of this place, this torture. I just want to leave..
    Another year, yay... Everyday is more painful. Whoever forced me here, can I at least see another creature?It doesn't have to be a person! Just something? Please, I can't take this psychological torture anymore. You don't even have to bring something, at least let me be able to hear another tune, this is driving me to insanity. My condition is like marthas, maybe they will be here soon and this torture will stop.
    You won't believe what happened. A bright light struck the ground a long distance away, maybe my own love is here. I will start my journey tomorrow, I will wait and see if more light strikes. It would be a pain if I walked over there just for it to be a storm. I turn and look at my companion, which I decided to give the name Sfortunato which means Ill-fated or unfortunate in Italian. A perfect name ,if I say so myself, and a fancy one. I haven't named myself, I'll let the person who will be here with me name me.. We shall wait for tomorrow.
    It wasn't a storm, or so we think. Wading through the thick, golden, grass we make our way to the supposed area of the strike. Maybe if it's a person we can leave to the safe place, I might even get to breathe again. Being lonely has taken its toll on me, and my body. I can say the same for Sfortunato. Poor baby. He hasn't had food even though it's not a requirement, I can't imagine how he feels.. We are still walking by the way. The walk will be a while. I look down at my tende,  yet ugly, feet unable to sigh.
This has been a rough experience. I wonder if I had a family, and if I did if they miss me.
    I would say it's been a few hours but I don't really know. We finally saw something new, in the air. Birds. I haven't seen the magnificent creature in a while. How their feathers shimmer in the light, or how their wings flap, a new sound to fill my ears. I watch them fly around and I fail to hear footsteps approaching me. A tape on my back jolts me out of my daze... No.. it can't be another person. Impossible. My body turns on its own, fighting against my shocked mental state. There they were. In front of me is another human. Someone I can touch. I reach out to touch their face, as they do the same for me. Out of pure joy I encased them in a hug, the lack of human touch that was slowly killing me had disappeared.
    I examine their face as they do the same for me. They have a beautiful and characteristic face, lovely tan skin, and dark brown hair and eyes. Flawless. Lovely. I'm no longer alone, they came for me.
    As we are mesmerized by each other , I don't understand in their case as I'm dirty and gross, the world starts to fall apart. I realize a light has appeared and the animals are already running towards it along with the new person. Leaving me standing alone, darkness approaching me silently. I can't find motivation to run, I'll walk for now. Or so I thought, an arm wraps around mine. The person from before is now pulling me along, our arms linked. I speed up to make it easier for them. Our animals are almost there, we will be there soon.
     I will always remember this. The grass swaying violently, the earth behind us crumbling, the darkness chasing us with a desire to destroy us with this world. We made it through the light. I feel different,did I grow a bit? I look around me and spot water, I look at my appearance. I did grow, and quite a bit. Im wearing a toga still yet this one is more elegant and royal, my golden crown is still there along with roses and vines growing on my body. How did I change so much? I'm basically a giant walking plant. Wait.. Am I breathing air? Does that mean I can speak? Where is my pet? Where is the person? Am I alone? But this time without a companion?
Turning around I see them, they have changed to, they are more elegant. Their hair is more flowy and they have grown too but not much. In their arms is my companion. I stare at them confused.
" I wanted to give you Georgie back."
They hold him out towards me.
" Georgie you say?"
" Yes, That is his name."
".. Who are you?"
" I am sage, you are lovely ma'am but now I ask who are you?"
" I don't have a name."
They hand me Georgie and look like they are deep in thought.
" Belle, That seems fitting for my lovely rose"
"Hm"
" Oh you haven't read that old letter you wrote a while back? You know when your second form was Martha? This Is our oasis. No one will hurt you now my rose, let's go now, oh I made sure we will live forever now! We won't die ever again that's why it took me so long, are you coming love?"   This isn't what I wanted, what is going on. Why are they being creepy?
Is this what I wanted?