lost in Eden | Short Story

lost in Eden

I was sitting on the tallest tower in our land. I was looking at the endless horizon of the desert with pure white sand. Endless desert. Silence and emptiness had surrounded our land. and humans who had them under my feet thousands of kilometers below were like ants. None of them raised their heads to look up. These human beings were so overwhelmed with the perfect world of their own that they would no longer rise above their heads so that they could relieve the absurdity of these self-made fences unless they were able to relieve the absurdity of these self-made fences. Yea. I was born into this prison. Inside a land that its people called Aden. Where his people had reached paradise. The wind blew cold and my shoulders began to shake. The sun was setting. It was a cold sunset. I came down from the top of the tower and walked inside the crowd. The floor and the walls and all the houses that were built were the same color. Absolute white. How foolishly we tried to deny the blackness of this world. Everyone was busy with themselves, and I was wandering through this crowd like a ghost. I finally reached my empty, cold, soulless house. There was nothing inside the house but a bed. not even a dish for eating food.

For a long time, the need for food among the inhabitants of Aden had disappeared. I looked out the window and the tall towers prevented me from looking at the horizon. Maybe we built these tall towers so that we would not see the sunset. Because the sunset always makes one think, and no one needs to think these days. Suddenly an idea flashed through my mind. I took the piece of black cloth I was hiding underneath the house. I found the rusty ax in the corner of the warehouse. I put both of them in a bundle. I started moving in the streets. There was silence everywhere. Hard and deep silence. It was as if nature was waiting too. The whole world was looking. I reached the heart of our city. Right in the middle of our city, in the heart of a red crystal glass tree, there was an apple. We owed all our immortality to this apple. I put the black robe on my shoulders. I said I'm sorry, but if I show everyone the sunset, maybe they can be saved. Maybe get back to life and being alive although it's not very possible, but I have to try my only chance. This is my only hope. I landed the ax. The apple began to crack. A sharp sound echoed through the air. I landed the ax a second time. The vibration of a wave could be felt in space. I landed for the third time and the apple was crushed.

and I escaped. I ran out of town with all my might at my feet. Yes, I was free now. Everyone was free. The buildings were cracking and collapsing. One after another. I was running in the desert when I heard a scream. I came back. There on the top of the tower, which was cracking and collapsing, our queen was standing in her magnificent white robe, watching me standing like a black spot on the yellow sands of the desert. Her voice was reflected throughout the desert. Shouted the betrayer!