That Green Light [Trampalanches vs A.S] Day5
Mar 26, 2018 14:12:38 GMT -5
Post by d6a georgie cham 🐢 frankel on Mar 26, 2018 14:12:38 GMT -5
There is a switch and I have flicked it. Nobody even has the right to go near it, but I have crashed through the safety glass, unauthorised and stepped over the red line. A path mother always barricaded me from walking down. Except it is where the promise lies, the key to unlocking the gate out of here. I have hit it hard and now the alarm bells are ringing. Boom, I am not sensitised to the cannon sound; I don’t think I ever will be. Is it relief or worry that emits inside me when I hear it? Either way, it is not a feeling that I like inside of me.
All I can do is stare, eyes wide open and now the terrors of the world are in full view. My movements are slow as I pull the spear from his foot. Why did the final blow have to come from me? Now I must carry his name, a heavy weight on my back and a new brick of guilt to add to the never-ending wall. Gabriel Izar, the first stain of blood on my hands. The promise begs it not to be the last, but my heart can barely carry more. Too much conflict inside and out…
"You'll die, if it's the last thing I have to do! No! No! Let me at them! Let me go! I want to, I want to, I don't care. Let me just-" A curse from the young girl who is dragged away. Stella’s call stops me from throwing my spear down and allowing the girl to execute her warning. My cheeks are wet, and my emotions are so visible.
I am not strong enough to carry this.
Through the tears, I follow Stella’s command, wiping my eyes, keeping my hands near them for a while. I want to keep them closed, I don’t want to see that again. ”I killed her friend and now she is going to kill me.” It is a cry that falls from my lips but I don’t wait for a reply as I stagger away.[dars]
Finley flees from the fight.
Trib maint to come.
Trib maint to come.