(Sorry!!! Life got the best of me once more. Idk what the heck happened )
Why? It's as if every time I try to move on they have to mess it up? The ground is floating, and the sky is falling. That's not meant to happen.
I need to find the others, NOW. They're likely headed to the rocket right? I'll go there. One foot in front of the other? Right? If I could only get enough traction, I have to get enough traction! Just keep going. But it's so hard the gravity keeps lifting me in I can't get the momentum to make any progress. Are the others okay? Does it matter? Truly? I can't make it to the rocket oh gods, am I going to die here? What will the others think?
"Just keep going," The voice is echoing now who's voice is it? I can't remember, a few more blocks, "just keep going!" the voice cry's one last time as the gravity returns one last time, I trip. Falling into the dirt as I force myself to the rocket, if I fail now, what would happen? The door I've made it! Grabbing onto the handle as the world collapses around it, it's locked. So close, close enough that I could practically taste the safety it provides. And yet, here I am on the outside of what was meant to be our saving grace.
Darkness? What? It's so dark? What happened? Where am I? What went wrong? So much had gone to waste. I had lost my self, the real me in the process. And suddenly nothing. I had lost it all so quickly. Nothing left but the dark. Nothing? If there's nothing, then what am I? A blink in a short lived tale? A glimpse at a better world? Hope? The darkness feasts on what's left of me, what's left of me exactly?
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