Freeforms

Freedom

   I let the wind caress my body. I run as fast as I can. My head is spinning and I can barely see. Freedom! Freedom! It runs through my veins. Freedom! Freedom! I want to scream, but only silence is near. I run and run. I'm never gonna stop now. I can't. I don't want to. Freedom! Freedom! It's stronger than me. My companion in Eternity. Freedom! Freedom! The warm ground sings underneath me. Freedom! Freedom! I can smell it. I can feel its sweet taste on my tongue. Freedom! Freedom! I run. One last time. The place that I knew all my life long forgotten. Freedom! Freedom! She's here. It won't be long. Freedom! Freedom! Take me, my dear. I am all yours. Just one, final request. Freedom! Freedom! Let me run. Let me feel. Let me breathe. One last time. Before you take me. Before I go. Let her know. I'll be all right. She'll miss me. But... Freedom! Freedom! The pain is gone...

–Grandpa?

–Yes, dear?

–Is he happy?

–He's never been happier, love.

–Will he miss me?

–I'm sure he will.

–I already miss him.

–I know, dove.

–Is the grave warm enough for him?

–It's as warm as his stable.

–Will he have enough hay?

–Of course, he'll have as much as he wants.

–What about carrots? Will they give him carrots?

–Only the sweetest ones.

–And apples?

–And apples.

–Will they brush him? He needs to be clean.

–He'll never get dirty, again. His fair will always be shiny and his maine will never be tangled.

–Will he be lonely?

–No, no he won't. He'll meet his old friends. He'll be fine.

–What about his mum?

–She'll be there.

–Are you sure?

–Yes, of course.

–Will I see him again?

–One day, dear. One day.

–I hope he'll remember me.

–He will. He always will.