CWWC Challenge 6: Dragon’s Fire, Part 4 + Poem

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

I stalked off into the night. Climbing the factory gates this time was not as hard as the times before, since I knew what to do. O

Worry filled my mind. Would Ryan tell the others about my whereabouts? Or would I get caught yet again? n

A sigh escaped. There was no telling. I saw miniature black boxes, which I had been told were security cameras. I took my gun and shot at them, while staying out of sight. All of these new gadgets and gizmos where so confusing. It seemed as though the simplest things could turn me in, to my certain death. e

As I dodged around security guards, I was thinking back to all the things that had happened when I had arrived. I realized I had felt something that I had never seen before in my life. f

It was surely love. It felt like being wrapped in a warm blanket on a cold winter day, like eating a delicious treat after starvation. I savored the feeling as I found my way through this maze. r

The memory of my questions from my first day rang in my mind, the last one the loudest, Will I die? i

I found a door, and picked the lock. As I entered, I was awed. There was a large room with six portraits. Two of them I recognized. One was the alley which I had first gotten into this mess, and the other was the dusty town where I had found the note from my parents and experienced the heinous earthquake. e


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So she had put me through these portals, but why? Why me? d

Across the floor I saw a brown journal. I reached for it and put it inside a hidden fold in the dress I wore underneath my suit. I took off the mask. i

Footsteps. Footsteps? I thought. Who’s? s

The next thing I knew, I was blacked out. t

When I woke up, I was tied to a post, my suit off and the homely dress beneath it was on instead. My gun had disappeared, however the journal was still in my pocket. I looked around to see who my captor was. I couldn’t believe who it was. r

*Dramatic closing music* a

Anyway, I wrote a poem for the other two prompts. It’s not that good, but here: i

Save us, we say, cure us t

We try to discuss o

Yet no one heeds our call r

On the streets and signs we plead

For medicine to guarantee

Our life to save

They had separated us

Put us in the building with walls

So that when darkness falls

No harm shall destroy

Though it seemed that instead of blocking harm from us

For their own joy

It blocked the venom from the world

Yet harmed one innocent young girl

Merry Christmas to all!


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