tirsdag den 16. november 2010

Zeke and The Sun

Just a little something I wrote today. Not a direct continuation of the previous Zeke and Ugly Jack stories, but the same setting.

Zeke coughed and spat. Groaning, he got to his feet and looked around. To either side of him, the Wall was broken and shattered. Bits and pieces of the thick, concrete walls were scattered everywhere. Beyond the slabs concrete, the ocean lay gleaming beyond a sandy beach. In the horizon, the sky was a brilliant array of orange and purple.
Suddenly, blinding rays of light from the dawning sun breached the horizon. He gasped and shielded his eyes but did not turn his head away. He squinted at the bright light, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes. His hands were shaking as he pulled off his hat and let it fall to the ground. His breathing ragged, he ran his hand through his hair. ”Fuckin' beautiful,” he choked and burst into sobs.

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