Its been about five years since the genocide of my colony.
The death of my wife and permanent delay of my child.
the death of my home.
The forest is calm, serene, a clear space to think the trail I walk on isn't paved by the tools of man but my own mind.
My first thought was"My mind is clear..."
"🅷🅾🆆 🅸🆂 🆈🅾🆄🆁 🅼🅸🅽🅳 🆂🅾 🅲🅻🅴🅰🆁 🆆🅷🅴🅽 🅰🅻🅻 🅾🆄🆁 🆅🅾🅸🅲🅴🆂 🅰🆁🅴. 🅷🅴🆁🅴?"
"Shut up."
"🅾🅷?"
"Shut the fuck up."
"🅽🅾🆃 🆂🅾 🅲🅰🅻🅼 🅽🅾🆆 🅰🆁🅴 🆆🅴?"
"Shut up before I reach through the veil of the dead and shove my bagh nakhs or axe up your non-existent ass"
It- She didn't answer. Eventually I started to hear voices, the surviving colony the one that refused to propose peace to the human nation a while ago. I haven't had anything against them i just think its vile that they survived and my colony couldn't.
As I slowly crept closer to the noise source keep myself out of sight I see...
oh....
A class one teacher and about a bakers dozen of young witchr children they looked about five....
I bit back tears i hadn't cried since my colony And after my first kill.
My child could've been their age by now, My wife could've been their teacher now.
Could've.
I hate that word. Ugly spelling and Horrible word that invaded my mind like maggots to bread. Every day i just think about them and it holds me back. It hesitates my arm for the killing blow, the, the swing that sends them through.
How could the moons and sun betray me so? How could they allow not just my. peoples death but to allow me loose after what I've just done.
Will I go crazy? Will I be punished?, stopped? But by whom.
I noticed after a while of sulking and mourning that i had been staring at the group of children and teachers, just spaceing out I should leave.
And I move to get back on my path, I lazily let myself make some small noise crunching a lifeless yet vibrant autumn leaf under my boot i look back. No one should notice the teachers were foo busy handling all the brats. The kids themselves are too focused on play....exept for one a small girl whith short raven curls.
she looked straight at me, even if the thin maple branch was covering my view of her eyes. I darted out of veiw and squirmed my way to another tree there aas no way she followwed i mean the adults-
(What are you doing up there mister?)
"Whath are you thoing up there mitheh?" A shrieky squeaky girlish voice called from under the tree I hid or attempted to.
"Uh......nothing" I call down
(Nothing isnt sitting in a tree)
"Nuthong ithnt thitting in a three"godamn this girl had the biggest lisp ive heard half her teeth must be missing.
" ok kid you got me" I said and dropped down from the tree. As expected her two front teeth were missing. And......oh she had Penelopes eyes....."
✦𝑨𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆✦
𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐟 𝐢 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭 ｡:.ﾟヽ(｡◕‿◕｡)ﾉﾟ.:｡+ﾟ
