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A story I came up with on a car ride...
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Zeddik always wished he had wings so he could fly. Fly far, far away from his problems. Right now, he had a horrific problem on his hands.
Not even two minutes ago, the forest was peaceful. Birds were singing happy melodies from the branches of the tall pine trees. The village was lively, people were mingling about in the town square, kids were laughing while taunting the squirrels, and everyone was safe from the dangers of the dark forest that surrounded them. But then the ground shook- It shook with such enormous ferocity, that Zeddik’s life, his entire world as he knew it, would be changed forever.
Within moments, the village square turned into a crater. All surrounding homes were reduced to piles rubble. Debris was shot up into the air gracefully before coming down like a rainstorm of destruction. Zeddick was knocked down to the ground from the blast. He got up and didn’t think - he couldn’t think - he went into survival mode. Instinctively doing what he did best; running away from his problems.
He ran as fast as his legs could let him. He jumped over fallen trees, debris from the explosion, and although he was too panicked to realize it then, bodies of people he knew. His friends and family which he grew up with all his life, lying limp on the ground as the flames began spreading. The deafening screams of agony were drowned out in the roaring fire and the rapid beating of his heart.
He got to the wall which kept the village safe from whatever dangers were lurking outside. No one was allowed to go outside of it. But the flames were spreading quick so Zeddik looked for a ladder up to one of the guard posts built along the wall. As he climbed up to one of them, he had a quick moment where he wondered where the guards were, as they were usually stationed up here constantly. His train of thought was interrupted by a wave of heat that nearly pushed him off the wall. The flames reached the bottom of the ladder, the only way to go was down the other side of the wall. Zeddick hesitated, he didn’t want to go into the forest. Maybe he could hide somewhere in the village until the flames died down. One look back at the burning buildings solidified his decision and he reluctantly jumped down into the dark and twisted forest.
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Zeddik always wished he had wings so he could fly. Fly far, far away from his problems. Right now, he had a horrific problem on his hands.
Not even two minutes ago, the forest was peaceful. Birds were singing happy melodies from the branches of the tall pine trees. The village was lively, people were mingling about in the town square, kids were laughing while taunting the squirrels, and everyone was safe from the dangers of the dark forest that surrounded them. But then the ground shook- It shook with such enormous ferocity, that Zeddik’s life, his entire world as he knew it, would be changed forever.
Within moments, the village square turned into a crater. All surrounding homes were reduced to piles rubble. Debris was shot up into the air gracefully before coming down like a rainstorm of destruction. Zeddick was knocked down to the ground from the blast. He got up and didn’t think - he couldn’t think - he went into survival mode. Instinctively doing what he did best; running away from his problems.
He ran as fast as his legs could let him. He jumped over fallen trees, debris from the explosion, and although he was too panicked to realize it then, bodies of people he knew. His friends and family which he grew up with all his life, lying limp on the ground as the flames began spreading. The deafening screams of agony were drowned out in the roaring fire and the rapid beating of his heart.
He got to the wall which kept the village safe from whatever dangers were lurking outside. No one was allowed to go outside of it. But the flames were spreading quick so Zeddik looked for a ladder up to one of the guard posts built along the wall. As he climbed up to one of them, he had a quick moment where he wondered where the guards were, as they were usually stationed up here constantly. His train of thought was interrupted by a wave of heat that nearly pushed him off the wall. The flames reached the bottom of the ladder, the only way to go was down the other side of the wall. Zeddick hesitated, he didn’t want to go into the forest. Maybe he could hide somewhere in the village until the flames died down. One look back at the burning buildings solidified his decision and he reluctantly jumped down into the dark and twisted forest.
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