For the past few years, I have been working on a short story. After a bit of polishing (and having it edited by Blood Lord (thank you again c: )), I feel that I am (finally) ready to present my finished work.
I originally believed that this would be the last story that I would write for a while, however inspiration has hit me once again. So, upon completion, I will be posting those tales here for you to enjoy. The majority (if not all) will be short stories. The title (of this thread) is subject to change until I can find something that sounds better.
So stick around and let me spin a colorful yarn (ha) for you guys. The first one, is a tale that goes by the name of "The Choice". It is meant to be a monologue. Enjoy c:
Once again, I have been presented the most ludicrous of choices. In the one hand they place food. In the other, I am offered warmth. So what shall I choose?
(laughs) I remember a time when there was no need for such a frivolous choice. I could have my cake and eat it too. But no, times have unfortunately changed for the worse, especially with the many new constricting laws that have been passed. When I try to eat now, a federal case is made about it. When I try to keep warm, they say that I’m not sane. Is it wrong of me to sleep with the warmth of newspaper at night? Is it wrong of me to scavenge food from a dumpster? Oh! How I can remember the days with which I could enjoy both a roaring fire and a nice meal. I remember the days when I had something to look forward to when I get up in the morning. But now it is all just a distant memory that shall soon completely be erased from my mind.
(Stomach growls) I see that my stomach is answering my question for me, then food it is!
(A breeze blows) Brrr!! My flesh tells a different story. Oh woe is me! Why must I make a decision that not even my own body is willing to make?!
(Shouting is heard) What! They dare try to deny me my only other right of speech? This is the least they could grant me! Regardless of how loud my voice rises! They have taken my sight and freedom, but they shall not have my voice too!
(Fades to black) where am i? (laughs) that is a silly question, of course I am still here and I still haven’t made a choice. Hunger must have made me weak.(reaches to stomach) but what is this? I cannot feel my hands either? A decision must be made soon I see. Food, if it is warm, it should keep me warm and full throughout the week! But if it is cold, it would surely make my numbness worse. Warmth, if it is not scorching, should help me to easily forget my hunger at least for a few days. But if the temperature is not right, then I shall be lusting after yet another meal. Should a man choose to starve or should he choose to freeze?! Which is the manlier way to die?! My eyes have died since long ago from having nothing remarkable to look at. All I see is a vast nothingness that seems to stretch on to eternity. I refuse to sacrifice any more of my freedom, I have made my decision! (Calls to someone waiting outside)
(A Person enters the room and begins to speak) I have learned, that while I may not understand what this being is speaking of, I only need to nod and smile at the appropriate moments, of which these fools will surely believe me. The utterance of one phrase is all that is necessary to seal the deal.
Yes I have made my choice. (The person nods in approval, and then proceeds to make preparations for both warmth and nourishment).
These poor innocent fools sincerely believe that I am in the wrong, that I am the one who should be persecuted. All the good I have done all the help that I have given, and for what? Nothing. My words have fallen on deaf ears, and no one understands my actions. I should show them once more, in the only way I know how. In the only way that matters.
(Gets up, proceeds to ram person into the flames that the person had been stoking.)
I have chosen both; you will hinder me no longer! (Proceeds to take a bite)
YES! This is the meal that I have been craving since they stole my freedom! The warmth, the taste, all of it is exquisite and it is mine! (As I attempt to enjoy my very warm meal, I feel the sudden onset of sleep overtake me. As I come to, I hear the ever present voice once more.)
What is your choice?
Once again…I am presented with the most ludicrous of choices.