"MAKE IT THROUGH, SOLDIERS!", the commander yelled to no one, but he hoped his brothers nearby could hear his command. An endless bombing had left the ground many holes, and one of them had his one leg.
The erupting dust hid his vision, and the red light behind it like a demon engulfed every life. Though his deafened ears heard nothing, but he could sense the terrors along with the screaming through the bloody smell.
His vision narrowed.
A red slowly crawled on the sand, spreading widely like a vein. He traced the red backwards until it reached his terror --- his wound was trying very hard to pour the blood out.
"A last command", he thought, "must be the wisest". The darkness had fallen, the silence was still. He could hear his own heartbeat now. Bump, bump..., bump. Like a war drum urged him to give order.
"What is it then? ", he bit his lips to keep awake, shaking his head violently to be focus. And then, he saw the answer in his blurred vision, like a sparking in the dark tunnel, flicking all the way to his mind. He shouted, loudly, hysterically, with all his efforts, and a bomb was coming faster than his words...
2014-08-04
2012-07-11
Chaos
The only sound in this room was the clicking on the keyboard. The only light in this room was the splashing on the screen. I hunched on the chair, looking straight into the virtual world. I adjusted the curtain and peeped outside. I groaned while the blazing sun stung my eyes.
It had been 212 days since that day...
It had been 212 days since that day...
2009-10-25
Waving
I paid no attention around, because my eyes fixed on something. Something laid on the ground in the opposite street. Cars passed by made the scene like a constantly-changed slides. I had bad eyes, but I had something better. The breeze gently flew around my body. Like a hand stroking my back, touching my head, scratching my stomach, squeezing my nose... oh, wait, not squeezing it, it is more like shaking! But shaking for what? Something smelled good in the air. My nose told me the smell came from the thing in the opposite side. This is too real, my nose shaking, sniffing, rapidly...
REAL... TOO REAL!!
I struggled to open my eyes, they did, but only half-open. However, it is enough to see what had happened nearby. In the blurred image, I saw a human taking something in his hand. Something made of two circular yellow stuffs and the white in between.
"Ka-chi ... ka... chi.." (It sounds good)
I saw the powder floating in the air as the human crushed that stuff between his teeth. His lips moved up and down and appeared to satisfy what was inside. The scene made my mouth water.
I must wake up before the human finished that thing. I called up my strength, gathered my feet, lifted my body, marched to the target. Wait! Do I forget something? Something is really important to the human.... Yes, I remember it.
I donned my smile, watered my eyes, licked my nose, and, the most important of all, waved my tail. You had to precisely control the angle of waving. Too big meant that you were too eager to do something, and forgot the one you treated was a noble human (they liked to call themselves noble), they gave nothing to you if you didn't make them feel proud. Too small meant that you didn't care about them, you ignored them and they also ignored you. After I measured the temperature, the strength of the wind, the gravity, I carefully made up an angle which looked graceful, meaningful, and showed respect.
Waving, waving, waving... He noticed my approaching. Good, the first step completed. I sat, looking up. Although it looked like begging, but it was not. It was the way how we lived for so many years since our ancestors met the human first time.
The smell... I could tasted some in the air... It was delicious... It should be delicious! So close... in front of my eyes...
Waving, waving, not too fast....
Waving, waving, carefully maintain the angle...
Waving, waving.... the smell is so.... uh? DISAPPEARED!!??
It can be! My nose sniffed severely, searching for the smell. But it was really gone. I noticed there was something in the human's throat, crawling down and down and down, and I expected it would be something in the toilet some day.
This time... I failed again... I had prepared all the things for that, but I missed it. Do I feel pity? Of course I do. But I know if I don't wave, I lose the last chance.
I wave, because I see the chance.
REAL... TOO REAL!!
I struggled to open my eyes, they did, but only half-open. However, it is enough to see what had happened nearby. In the blurred image, I saw a human taking something in his hand. Something made of two circular yellow stuffs and the white in between.
"Ka-chi ... ka... chi.." (It sounds good)
I saw the powder floating in the air as the human crushed that stuff between his teeth. His lips moved up and down and appeared to satisfy what was inside. The scene made my mouth water.
I must wake up before the human finished that thing. I called up my strength, gathered my feet, lifted my body, marched to the target. Wait! Do I forget something? Something is really important to the human.... Yes, I remember it.
I donned my smile, watered my eyes, licked my nose, and, the most important of all, waved my tail. You had to precisely control the angle of waving. Too big meant that you were too eager to do something, and forgot the one you treated was a noble human (they liked to call themselves noble), they gave nothing to you if you didn't make them feel proud. Too small meant that you didn't care about them, you ignored them and they also ignored you. After I measured the temperature, the strength of the wind, the gravity, I carefully made up an angle which looked graceful, meaningful, and showed respect.
Waving, waving, waving... He noticed my approaching. Good, the first step completed. I sat, looking up. Although it looked like begging, but it was not. It was the way how we lived for so many years since our ancestors met the human first time.
The smell... I could tasted some in the air... It was delicious... It should be delicious! So close... in front of my eyes...
Waving, waving, not too fast....
Waving, waving, carefully maintain the angle...
Waving, waving.... the smell is so.... uh? DISAPPEARED!!??
It can be! My nose sniffed severely, searching for the smell. But it was really gone. I noticed there was something in the human's throat, crawling down and down and down, and I expected it would be something in the toilet some day.
This time... I failed again... I had prepared all the things for that, but I missed it. Do I feel pity? Of course I do. But I know if I don't wave, I lose the last chance.
I wave, because I see the chance.
2009-05-24
The end of world!?
Damn. Mau was really frightened when something crushed on her back. What the hell is that. She ran away with all her strength, however, something tangled around her feet. Finally, she got out of the place where she had spent a few hours sleeping. Just when she stopped panting, she found that the world was spinning. The plastic bags made "squeezing" sound all around her. The wind blew like coming from some explosion. Is it the end of the world? Noise was getting larger. No, it can't be. The plastic bags was flying here and there. I haven't eaten all the bones from all the world. All the stuffs from one bag were suddenly poured out onto her head. NO! At least let me take the last one.
BOON, the sound of closing window.
The world ceased trembling. The silence returned. All had happened lasted like an age, but it stopped just like snapping fingers. Is it magic?
"Hey, you stupid coward." Demon ruffled Mau's head.
It's over, my drowse catch me again. Mau returned to her place and hoped to make a dream in which she could really taste the bones coming from the different countries... before the end of the world.
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