I'm bored so I feel like writing a story...tell me what you think haha.
"Its been sixteen years since I have seen the blue sky. Sixteen years since I have breathed fresh air, since I have eaten a real meal, since I actually enjoyed life. Sixteen years..." Is what I say to myself everyday. Every single day until it is seventeen years. I can't take it anymore. I have not had human contact in forever. I long to know where my family is, and what my children look like. I long to see my hometown. The place where I grew up. You have no idea what I am speaking of, but let me take you back....
1816 Rome
"Icarus! My family said we can get married!" Were the words I heard filling the air. Her voice sounded like the sweetest song. "Its ok! We can finally live our lives!" My heart was filled with joy. The woman I had loved all of my life, Geneva, finally convinced her parents to marry a poor sailor like me. I was no good for her I knew it deep down in side, but she made me happy and that was all I had cared about. "Excellent, we shall get started on our marriage plans tomorrow, lets get married and move away from this pityful town, away from it all!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. Her eyes looked deep into mine and she said "I love you". I did not reply. I never did. I always just smiled, why couldnt I just say I loved her? No, there has to be a reason, but why? I never let her know how I felt. Three months later we were married. Happily. Yet I could not bring myself to love this woman. The month was April. My brother was coming from Italy to visit us. Me and my brother have had our good times, and bad times, but mostly good times.
My brother Zach arrived at the door wearing the haziest green colored suit I have ever seen. "Zach!" I yelled as I hugged my flesh. My blood. He entered my house and the second he did he saw my wife. I looked at Geneva, she was fixated on him. I thought nothing and introduded them. "Hello Zach, I am Icarus' wife, Geneva" She said as she gently kissed him on the lips. He put his arm around her and walked into the dining room. I followed like a puppy looking for its mother. "Wow Icarus such a lovely home and wife? How do you do it eh?" Said my brother. "I work as hard..." I was inturupted by Geneva. "Icarus weren't you supposed to go pick up a letter from your captain? It comes today!" I remembered. This could be the happiest day from my life. I could receive my captains papers. "I will go without haste!" I said as I ran out the door.
I did not think of anything but my captains papers as I left my house. Nothing at all. "Have you gotten the preparations ready?" Geneva said. "Yes the boat leaves tonight, you will be free of this filth." Said Zach. The two went upstairs into the bedroom. "I'm home!" I scream as I enter my house. I can see nobody. I run up the stairs with my unopened letter and burst through the door. And what do I see. My brother. My flesh, my blood. Ontop of my wife. My letter drops to the ground, along with my heart. The look in Geneva's eyes, were filled with deception. The look in my brothers eyes, so filled with sorrow. "Take him" said Zach calmly. I look around in question, and I am soon grabbed by four guards. I do not take my eyes off Geneva as I am escorted out of my bedroom, my house, and off of my property.
The guards slam me into a cage and throw me into the back of a wagon. In the back of the wagon there is a pistol, just out of my reach. I thought to myself, what do I have to live for? I have nothing. But I will soon realize why. What seemed like years later I was taken out of my cage, and thrown in a prison cell. Three guardsmen came in, with clubs and shackles in their hands. I was handcuffed by my ankles to the roof and beaten on my back with a club. Striking over and over, the masked man said "How does this feel?". Each blow repeating the same statement. I was screaming and crying. I yelled "What is my crime?!" Before anyone could answer, a blow was struck to my head.
"Icarus...." "Icarus....." "It will be your time soon, our prophet is dying...fear not the light will guide you...look foward not back....do not remember your past....the blows from these men are nothing they will endure they're suffering in eternal hellfire....."
A flash appeared before my eyes, and I woke up. What were those words? Am I mad? Crazy? Insane? No. Cant be. Never. I fell asleep that night..thinking. I woke up the next morning and ate my breakfast. A cup of water, and grains of rice. I asked for more food, I thought this was a joke. The guardsman came in and smacked me across the face with a chain wrapped around his fist. I was a bloody mess. I laid there on the dirty hard floor for hours on end. Hours doing nothing but staring at a wall. When suddenly "Icarus...." "It is your time....this is your sacrafice...you shall endure pain, but what you will give it will be worth more...it is your time now wait your turn...I will return when you are ready.....
So what do ya think? Yeah I can tell it sucks and is lame but just want to hear some views..
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