We are the Gray
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Prologue
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We are the lost here,
Crumbling few,
Running our feet dry,
Scraping them along searing black cement.
Deploring our quench,
For the mundane,
Like fish swimming,
In the sea.
I write words,
Sitting here ,
In a creaky old bed,
Wondering what kind of nightmares haunt you,
Like they haunt me.
A nightmare for anyone feels like a punch to the ribs making us shiver as we try to shed off the memory before rolling over and trying to shut our eyes. Except we can’t. The image is stained behind our iris like a scar. My nightmares are drawn in permanent marker.
It wasn’t supposed to be a tumble down a hill like Jack and Jill fumbling along with momentum. Till you’re too dizzy, and can’t uncurl your body due to agonizing pain. But you have to move, and it’s like walking in quicksand. Each step digs you deeper into the ground.
Trees swaying with their long branches teasing a dazzling sapphire above and casting shadows along the ground.Creatures flurrying about to make a lively scene if you were a nocturnal owl. A shovel bent against a thick brown oak tree. I tried wiping away crystalline drops as sharp as ice. But the stench of wet sludge, slippery leaves, critters, and scurrying worms had me clenching my nostrils.
Before my eyes Aaron’s knuckles clenched around a rusted ratchet. His twinkling emerald eyes flickering in the frosted light.Trickles of sweat doused his face as he gritted his teeth like a snarling cat.
Daniel’s a good kid. A great friend. A person I invested everything I couldn’t give Aaron into. He’s a child who got spoiled for simple achievements, treated like a king, and could pick up girls like Danny Zuko from Grease.
Slipping from Aaron’s hands the echo of the ratchet rang out as it hit a rock. He hesitated before shoveling a six foot deep hole as the sky turned a multitude of colors, and the sun burned our eyes as dawn approached.
Three can keep a secret as long as one of them is dead.
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