Katsuo swam a little further, inside the perfectly peaceful lake. Its colour was unexpectedly blue and uniform. The only, faint waves on the water, were coming from the body of the young man, who stopped, turning his body towards the sky. It had an equally blue colour that created a familiar and pleasing antithesis with the orange of the dunes around. They stood gigantic around the small body of water, with the air taking some of the sand that resided on their tops.
The sun also had had an orange shade, as it stood on the perfect sky. A snow-white cloud was slowly passing through the lake, bringing some shadows on the young man that was staring it frowned. A strange ore, a small white rock, engraved with black lines that formed a variety of incomprehensible shapes and sketches, was floating next to his head. This rock was tightly tied with a thin black rope which was hugging Katsuo's neck.
He, being bored of the static scenery, dove on the water and swam fast until he reached the shore. He exited slowly and wore his clothes.
He turned and looked to the lake, in a silent and serious manner , maybe for the last time. He then started to ascend on the steep sanddune. The sun ws painting mysterious drawings with the shadows of the clouds, which seemed to hide peace and certainty behind them. Katsuo took hold of a wide rock and leaned so that his eyes were in alignment with the level of the water. Then, after he grabbed the rock with two of his fingers, he threw it with great speed.
Katsuo smiled and turned around, continuing his hike. The rock kept on jumping on the surface, until it went out of the lake.
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DeadZone - Synthesis
FantasiKatsuo, a young man,raised by his grandma, Nana, in the State of Fuki, is nothing more than a slave. A boy without a future, working day and night, on a junkyard of unimaginable size, a remnant of an endless war. A war that drove both his parents aw...
