I look over the field of battle, collecting my thoughts as soldiers on both sides begin to collect their wounded. The ground is singed with fire born of flying hands and screaming bombs, but the green still peeks through underneath. Around me, the world sways to a beat only gods can understand, black blood decorating the air like a tapestry of death.
Bodies pile high over the fields, some found there, some stacked to make room for transport. Transport of what, one might ask. Transport of goods, transport of unused arms, of bodies, both dead and alive.
In the distance, the sun curves just slightly, a bright yellow to put the ripest banana to shame. I grimace as the corpses are poked by curious birds, mostly vultures, but I do not scare them away.
They will take flight eventually, I must only let them eat their fill. In the hazy distance, a figure approaches.
I know him before he knows me, exactly as planned. While I cut a daring sihloutte, it is indistinguishable from all others. It is not that I am common in shape, just that distance often blurs the familiar into strange and twisted fantasies.
When he is close enough, I bow. It is improper, a quick and shallow thing, my chin tilted so I meet his gaze. It is rude, to do so careless. My goal is
The following challenges were completed during the writing exercise:
Begin Start typing to begin
Letter Use the letter U
Words Reach 50 words
Event The air turns black all around
Words Reach 100 words
Prop Include a banana
Letter Use the letter L
Words Reach 200 words
Prop Include a bow
Event World peace is achieved
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