Hero

CHAPTER 11: THE SHADOW I

The sun briefly gets covered by the clouds. A dark whispering echoes through Evermoor Woods.

'So insignificant. Worthless and yet they attempt to contemplate the meaning of things with their feeble little minds. Stuck for decades watching the slaughter, watching the rape, watching the betrayal. They battle with each other. Men who were once brothers fighting to the death. They must find it difficult to battle with one another when their worst enemy is themselves. Minds filled with greed and lust. Creatures designed for war destroyed by love.'

A young boy of around fourteen crying shouts about how nobody understands him and how nobody cares.

'I see one. Weeping. Drowning in his tears of self pity. How I envy his compassion within in and yet he chooses to fuel his emotions of rage and sadness. His heart once so pure corrupted by the architects who created him. His brain moulded by acts of fornication and infidelity. Hope destroyed. Gone. Closer. Closer. An air of melancholy surrounds him. I can hear his breath. Heavy. His eyes, that were not so long ago buried in his hands now look to the ground. He's looking at me now yet he doesn't realise I can see him. I used his hand and reached in to his pocket and pulled out a dagger in which he placed nice and easily into his flesh by his heart. He didn't scream very loud but instead went peacefully, unlike the rest of them. They never usually come quietly.'

Blue now covered the sky with a bright shining Sun in the middle of it. All was well.