Sept16'08 - The One
This is just a little something I wrote a couple of years ago based on a dream I had.
He looked around the park and realized that he was surrounded by the people he loved. They all stared sadly back at him as their colours faded to grey. He ran forward, trying to save them, but each time, he was too late. As the last person was being consumed, a miracle happened. One of the figures reverted back to colour. He glanced at the one dying before him, and the one beginning to die again. The choice was obvious. He turned and rushed back to her. He held her in his arms, begging for her to live. Suddenly, the others disappeared; or maybe it only felt that way because he was gazing into her beautiful blue eyes....
Reading it over, it's quite choppy. I'd like to think I've improved since then.
He looked around the park and realized that he was surrounded by the people he loved. They all stared sadly back at him as their colours faded to grey. He ran forward, trying to save them, but each time, he was too late. As the last person was being consumed, a miracle happened. One of the figures reverted back to colour. He glanced at the one dying before him, and the one beginning to die again. The choice was obvious. He turned and rushed back to her. He held her in his arms, begging for her to live. Suddenly, the others disappeared; or maybe it only felt that way because he was gazing into her beautiful blue eyes....
Reading it over, it's quite choppy. I'd like to think I've improved since then.