cellowarrior13
"In the midst of the innocent, I was guilty of pride, integrity, dignity, freedom.
This was my future - I was sure of it.
Except one day - that one day, when everything changed."
When looking at a tree, one cannot possibly think that the tree has no emotions at all - it is silent, as it has always been. But trees do have emotions - they feel, they see, they know. One particular tree feels royal, proud, and clean. He has always felt like this as he stood tall among the innocent and imperfect.
But when a curious group of marchers past him and the dark uniformed men drape something on his branches, the tree will soon find out that the world he lives in is not what he thought it was. Everything will feel like it was as though his eyes were stained with blood and his branches were coated with pale yellow flesh that flaked dryly in the air like ashes from a thick fire ...
Created as a narrative essay decrypted by a painting by Jan Komski, a survivor of the Holocaust, readers will find in this story that there is more to descriptive stories on the Holocaust - it actually happened, and many living things suffered from it, their moods and their entire souls changing and darkening. While there are facts in the plot, it is overall figurative and descriptive story. This is a narrative essay about the Holocaust and a tree who discovered many things during his life in the center of the Holocaust.