During the years the small girl grew she found fun in building strange shapes and creatures in the soft clay on the island. At a young age she discovered that she was able to create what her pure mind could imagine, she created the soft summer winds , the golden rays of sunlight along with the sliver sparkle of the moon at night. The sky dotted with silver spots of light against an ink black sky. Her side of the island was covered in color and light. She created in her hands small creatures that she would bring to life with a small breath from her lungs. These creatures roamed around her filling her paradise in color and sound.
The boy grew up cold and scared, he found peace in the darkness and cold. The boy was just as gifted as the girl, but because of his cold and fear he created creatures of dark. He created the sharp chilling winds of a storm, the blackest nights and creatures of fear. His side of the island consisted of barren trees and sharp rocks, the island was filled with uneasy silence and dark, the creatures slipped around and hid in the shadows.
Now dear readers I know what you must be thinking how could they not notice one another on this island, one side bright and loud the other dark and sullen. After many years it did come apparent that something else's was with them. The boy and girl now well adults couldn't ignore the strange silence and noise of the island. Both turned their backs on the environments they created and walked towards their opposites. The girls golden hair shined she held her head high as she came upon a hill where here light ended and upon that hill was a dead tree. The boy apprehensive and fearful walked away from the comfort of his coldness. He kept his head down confused by the nosies he heard coming from ahead. His white eyes glanced up to the top of the hill, fear was replaced by curiosity by the strange light he saw and the green tree that was living untouched by his cold.
Unknowing to them as they both went up the hill they wouldn't meet quite yet, the girl touched the tree and it changed from cold to living , the boy did the same to his side of the great tree and the leaves and green withered away. The boy noticed this and took his hand away a frowned. He looked over and saw a flower blooming on the other side, the instant he stepped foot on the other side where he stepped wilted and died. The girl saw wilted flowers and walked to the opposite side and where she stepped turned to lush life . The two continued around the tree until they both ended up looking into each other's eyes.
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The Story Of Life and Death
Короткий рассказThe creation of love, kindness, sorrow and forgiveness.