The Bird's Nest
Ok, so, this is an old one for you.
It is never before publish and it still needs alot of work...I am worried that my ending is a little unclear as to what happens. Bomb me with suggestions please...
The bird's nest
This was a time of change. He could feel it in the air. All which had been familiar was suddenly changing. The wall of fog which had separated them from the world beyond slowly dissolved before his eyes. This process had been going on for a while until one day, the wall was completely gone and all that remained was the misty remnants of it. He gazed upon the newly exposed world and saw that it was beautiful. Vast, seemingly endless, landscapes lay before him. Huge mountains penetrated the clouds above. Enormous oceans coloured blue by the sky lay grand and welcoming. There were wild animals roaming the lands in search of food. Food, which had been strewn out to such an extent that it seemed perpetual. Yet the animals did not cease their search. He looked back. The world that he was still a part of had not altered, as had been the case for ages. The same huge building complexes. The same narrow streets. The same dull smiling faces floating in the sky, monitoring him from their elevated position. The same ants marching their same routinous march doing their share of work for the greater good. This place had been his home for as long as he could remember. It had nurtured him, cared for him and loved him. But there was a price to be paid. And he had certainly paid it.
As he saw the ants marching their never ending march he made his decision. He leapt over the vast pit of darkness that kept the two worlds apart. He was slightly afraid of what he was going to witness. His fear, however, was for nought. He was filled with a sensation he had never felt before. He felt as though a bird finally allowed to flap its beautiful wings, and the chains pulling him down were no more. He ran, like he had never run before. He felt the warm breeze on his face and he was filled with pure happiness. He plunged into the ocean and swam with the various sea creatures that could be found there. He climbed up the huge mountain and when he reached a point where the thin air would normally make it impossible for him to breathe, he proceeded, without difficulty.
As the man enjoyed the full extent of his freedom something terrible caught his attention. Behind him was his old home, the only home he had ever known. He had run for a long time and it seemed that the pathway between the worlds had followed him. The mind numbing calm and safety of the old world called upon him with deceptive tales of happiness, but he saw through the evil and turned to walk away. To his fear he realized that his feet were immobile. He could not move. When he struggled to break free, his previous home started to change. The narrow streets were polluted with streams of dark blood, the buildings were engulfed in monstrous flames and the calm smiling faces were distorted with terrifying rage. The ants broke their routinous march and engaged in fierce combat, fighting their very brethren and feasting upon their fallen. The pathway shrank. Chaos surrounded him. The plains burnt away, the mountains levelled and the oceans dried out. The animals as well changed as they were subject to the rage of the world beyond. They developed red blazing horns and fierce jaws filled with pointed teeth. They turned their hunt upon one another and what had earlier been a peaceful harmony turned into a fiery bloodbath.
The panic he had felt earlier was releaved. The surroundings calmed down and all was peace again. Something, however, was different. He did not remember the floating faces in the sky being in the outside world. He also thought he remembered there being different animals other than ants out here in the free world. He disregarded these feelings immediately and continiued living in his free world being as content with life as any other ant.
To the west, it was noticed, that a huge wall of fog had been created.
It is never before publish and it still needs alot of work...I am worried that my ending is a little unclear as to what happens. Bomb me with suggestions please...
The bird's nest
This was a time of change. He could feel it in the air. All which had been familiar was suddenly changing. The wall of fog which had separated them from the world beyond slowly dissolved before his eyes. This process had been going on for a while until one day, the wall was completely gone and all that remained was the misty remnants of it. He gazed upon the newly exposed world and saw that it was beautiful. Vast, seemingly endless, landscapes lay before him. Huge mountains penetrated the clouds above. Enormous oceans coloured blue by the sky lay grand and welcoming. There were wild animals roaming the lands in search of food. Food, which had been strewn out to such an extent that it seemed perpetual. Yet the animals did not cease their search. He looked back. The world that he was still a part of had not altered, as had been the case for ages. The same huge building complexes. The same narrow streets. The same dull smiling faces floating in the sky, monitoring him from their elevated position. The same ants marching their same routinous march doing their share of work for the greater good. This place had been his home for as long as he could remember. It had nurtured him, cared for him and loved him. But there was a price to be paid. And he had certainly paid it.
As he saw the ants marching their never ending march he made his decision. He leapt over the vast pit of darkness that kept the two worlds apart. He was slightly afraid of what he was going to witness. His fear, however, was for nought. He was filled with a sensation he had never felt before. He felt as though a bird finally allowed to flap its beautiful wings, and the chains pulling him down were no more. He ran, like he had never run before. He felt the warm breeze on his face and he was filled with pure happiness. He plunged into the ocean and swam with the various sea creatures that could be found there. He climbed up the huge mountain and when he reached a point where the thin air would normally make it impossible for him to breathe, he proceeded, without difficulty.
As the man enjoyed the full extent of his freedom something terrible caught his attention. Behind him was his old home, the only home he had ever known. He had run for a long time and it seemed that the pathway between the worlds had followed him. The mind numbing calm and safety of the old world called upon him with deceptive tales of happiness, but he saw through the evil and turned to walk away. To his fear he realized that his feet were immobile. He could not move. When he struggled to break free, his previous home started to change. The narrow streets were polluted with streams of dark blood, the buildings were engulfed in monstrous flames and the calm smiling faces were distorted with terrifying rage. The ants broke their routinous march and engaged in fierce combat, fighting their very brethren and feasting upon their fallen. The pathway shrank. Chaos surrounded him. The plains burnt away, the mountains levelled and the oceans dried out. The animals as well changed as they were subject to the rage of the world beyond. They developed red blazing horns and fierce jaws filled with pointed teeth. They turned their hunt upon one another and what had earlier been a peaceful harmony turned into a fiery bloodbath.
The panic he had felt earlier was releaved. The surroundings calmed down and all was peace again. Something, however, was different. He did not remember the floating faces in the sky being in the outside world. He also thought he remembered there being different animals other than ants out here in the free world. He disregarded these feelings immediately and continiued living in his free world being as content with life as any other ant.
To the west, it was noticed, that a huge wall of fog had been created.
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påminner en del om sandman... vilket är bra..: >
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