Monday, October 28, 2013
Need You Now
Sometimes he can see it all with clarity, and sometimes everything he sees is cloudy, murky, and indistinct.
I need him now. The chains are still holding him in the room. They are clearly weaker, but his strength is not yet enough to overcome them.
It's only a matter of time. It will happen. But I do want it to happen so much faster than it is. I want him to be free now, to come out of the room and be everything he was meant to be.
Friday, October 25, 2013
The Prisoner
His arms are chained to the wall. His thin frame stretches down to the floor. His only clothing is the remaining shreds of blue jeans around his waist. Dirt and grime cover his chest and leaves his hair hanging limp.
The days of isolation and confinement are taking their toll on his body and mind. He still has strength and will power left, as he has only been confined here for two months, but that strength will wane if he does not escape soon.
The captivity was not voluntary, nor was it intentional. Just a matter of being in the wrong place at the wrong time in a manner of speaking. The chains holding his wrists above his head prevent no only hold him captive, they also keep him from using his abilities. His hands are part of his trade and without the use of them, he is effectively helpless. No matter how intelligent, and no matter how hard he thinks through, escape is not possible until his hands are freed.
The captor has a name, but does not have a face or a voice that he can confront. The captor simply exists and is neither evil nor good. It has done good things for some, and bad things for others, and in this case it took him prisoner. Where this man would remain until the life span of the captor comes to an end.
Only when the captor becomes weakened may he attempt to free himself from this bondage. Only then may he escape the cramped stone cell and return to his life. He holds no malice for the captor, but he will never again face or confront the captor.
The chains are growing weaker. He freed one hand. It is only a matter of time now before he is fully free.
The days of isolation and confinement are taking their toll on his body and mind. He still has strength and will power left, as he has only been confined here for two months, but that strength will wane if he does not escape soon.
The captivity was not voluntary, nor was it intentional. Just a matter of being in the wrong place at the wrong time in a manner of speaking. The chains holding his wrists above his head prevent no only hold him captive, they also keep him from using his abilities. His hands are part of his trade and without the use of them, he is effectively helpless. No matter how intelligent, and no matter how hard he thinks through, escape is not possible until his hands are freed.
The captor has a name, but does not have a face or a voice that he can confront. The captor simply exists and is neither evil nor good. It has done good things for some, and bad things for others, and in this case it took him prisoner. Where this man would remain until the life span of the captor comes to an end.
Only when the captor becomes weakened may he attempt to free himself from this bondage. Only then may he escape the cramped stone cell and return to his life. He holds no malice for the captor, but he will never again face or confront the captor.
The chains are growing weaker. He freed one hand. It is only a matter of time now before he is fully free.
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