Lost in The Desert
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Just a very short little story I wrote to get my feelings out in my own way, felt like posting it here, enjoy... or something.
This place is hot and deserted, sand is everywhere I look, only a few cactus stick up from the sand randomly. The wind brushes gently over the planes of sand, making a whistling sound, it tickles in my ear. I'm walking through this barren place, but I stop for a while, just to take a quick break from this walking, I look around, the sun shines into my eyes. I look into the horizon in front of me, is that her black silhouette standing there? I walk toward her, the wind is blowing into my head and brushing over the sand, making it hard to walk. I keep on walking, but she doesn't seem to get closer at all.
I look around again, but the plants seem to be positioned the same around me as when I stopped just a few minutes ago. Her silhouette is still there in the horizon, who is she and why do I keep following her?
It seems that I'm walking in circles, the same cactus appears again and again. It's like this barren place is cursed or something. It smells of nothing here, I can't even smell my own sweat. My legs hurt, I have walked for so long but now I'm getting tired, it seem that no matter how long I walk I'm not getting anywhere, I'm never gonna reach that girl over there in the horizon.
I long for a good bed and some sweet music in my ears, but all that is present here is the sound of the wind sweeping over the sand and a few cactus here and there, will I ever reach my destination? My legs hurt and I don't feel very motivated walking anymore, I might collapse anytime now. I look into the sun, I keep walking as much as I can. My field of view slowly decreases as I keep staring into the sun, I can feel my body fall from being tired and dehydration, everything is black now.
This place is hot and deserted, sand is everywhere I look, only a few cactus stick up from the sand randomly. The wind brushes gently over the planes of sand, making a whistling sound, it tickles in my ear. I'm walking through this barren place, but I stop for a while, just to take a quick break from this walking, I look around, the sun shines into my eyes. I look into the horizon in front of me, is that her black silhouette standing there? I walk toward her, the wind is blowing into my head and brushing over the sand, making it hard to walk. I keep on walking, but she doesn't seem to get closer at all.
I look around again, but the plants seem to be positioned the same around me as when I stopped just a few minutes ago. Her silhouette is still there in the horizon, who is she and why do I keep following her?
It seems that I'm walking in circles, the same cactus appears again and again. It's like this barren place is cursed or something. It smells of nothing here, I can't even smell my own sweat. My legs hurt, I have walked for so long but now I'm getting tired, it seem that no matter how long I walk I'm not getting anywhere, I'm never gonna reach that girl over there in the horizon.
I long for a good bed and some sweet music in my ears, but all that is present here is the sound of the wind sweeping over the sand and a few cactus here and there, will I ever reach my destination? My legs hurt and I don't feel very motivated walking anymore, I might collapse anytime now. I look into the sun, I keep walking as much as I can. My field of view slowly decreases as I keep staring into the sun, I can feel my body fall from being tired and dehydration, everything is black now.
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Xenon
FAKKU Writer
A dark piece of commentary on the act of chasing one's dreams, both for progression and to console loneliness. I have written such things before, and writing does a good job of helping us express our emotion.
I hope that this piece helped you deal with whatever circumstances you are going through currently and you will feel the need to express much more positive emotions through your writing in the future.
Well done.
I hope that this piece helped you deal with whatever circumstances you are going through currently and you will feel the need to express much more positive emotions through your writing in the future.
Well done.