I was on the harbor last night looking out across the water. The sun was red with fury as it extinguished the sky. The huge gravestone that had emerged that day had loomed over me with a shadow blocking the rays of the angered sun. As the time passed slowly my body became a part of the darkness surrounding me and I closed my eyes to feel the gentle breeze that the boats had whipped up. I could almost listen to the voice of the spirit inside the grave. It sounded like it said to run, but its beauty drew me ever closer to it. The perfect crystal structure of the grave was a sight to behold, but many didn’t think so.
I stood there soaking in the beauty of it while the hurried people behind me were whizzing by in their overpriced cars getting home from their employment facilities. No one else seemed to pay attention to the immense, glistening rock that had appeared from nowhere that morning. It was almost as if they had seen it before and it had been a normal part of their lives. I was infuriated and wholly felt the sun’s pain and agony as it sank into the earth behind the sparking boulder.
As the time flew like the wind across the harbor that Friday night, I heard a mad driver out of control, swerving around like an antelope out on a chase with a cheetah. It was bank robbers and they were heading in my direction. I was in such shock that I didn’t have time to react. I was hit directly in the chest by the grill of the white van. I shut my eyes as the pain rippled up my body. I was surprised that I did not hear the sound of my own screams as my body flew over the gates and landed in the harbor.
I woke up to find myself on the shore. I coughed up some water and opened my eyes. The sand was cold, very cold like dry ice. I quickly stood up and brushed off all the sand. I coughed up some more water, but the water turned into gas as soon as it left my mouth. I watched it lift up from my face in awe of the gigantic globe of flames that it engulfed the sky. I fell down and stared at it hoping that it wouldn’t turn me into ash, but then noticed the cold sand again so I crawled to the ocean. I quickly regained my sight and noticed that everything had a dark red hue to it. The air was breathable, but smelt like rotted bodies. Was I dead?
I turned around to look at the ocean as the land washed up on it. A familiar light came from beneath it. It was the sun’s light! I looked closely at it and noticed that it wasn’t water, it looked more like the sky except it was thick and hot. I stood up slowly and decided to run to the grass on the other side of the cold sand. I ran so quick that I didn’t notice that the grass was not plants, it was metal. I fell down on the cold sand grabbing my feet in pain. As my butt grew frozen, I looked at my foot and took out the literal blades of grass. I was so mad that I threw them into the ocean. It floated away.
I’d think I’d be surprised at that, but the real surprise came when I looked back at my foot and no wounds appeared, not even a scar. By now my ass was frozen off and I had to look for some place to go to. There was a plowing land across the other side of the grass across the metal trees. Lead leaves fell from them with a gentle wind across them. I carefully stood up and tried to find dry spots where the grass didn’t grow. Nonetheless, I still got cut a few times on the way over, but still no wounds. I finally made it to the plantation where I found some shelter, and people!


the rest is yet to unfold!!