Montag, 22. Juli 2013

Enrolled - Vantage Points (Mart)



Cuddled with my family I am lying in this dark vault, pressed tightly to the others. After we have endured hot steam, sharp blades and blazing fire, we have been trapped in this paper prison.
With a sad heart I remember the days when I was playing happily in the sun, dancing in the wind. It was a time of joy and carelessness. My family grew rich and prosperous, displaying our green garments without regret.
And then came the dark days. Ruthlessly we were torn apart, hung in some shady cabin, left there for month. But our release had lead only to more torment.
Sudden screams tear my day dreams away, heat is emerging among my fellow prisoners. I can see a luminous blaze, cunningly creeping through the ranks of us.
My friends are twitching and twisting, being consumed by this monstrous light, with nothing left but ashes, slowly drifting away in the wind.
Panic keeps rising in me as my brothers are glowing in searing red before they fade to black. I cannot move, I cannot shout, no one will come to rescue me.
Finally I accept my cruel fate, the fatal embrace with the fiery enemy lets the smoke, well hidden inside me, escape. The vapors work their way through us, suddenly vanishing with a chill wind.
My glowing body crumbles, my purpose is fulfilled and the only thing that remains left of me is some dust on the ground.