Home' Nonahood News : NONA 060116 Contents All it took was the steadiness of nature
to capture a soul, to repair it, to feed it, to
A soothing rich blue claimed the mid-
day sky. Birds sailed at ease, dove with pas-
sion, and rose up with patience. The mas-
sive sun blistered what lay under it in a fine
coat of blazing radiation.
There was a single stream that main-
tained a radical flow. Light greeneries were
always found in its waters. Small species of
fish would emerge out in a sudden leap and
break the peace of the water. They would
escalate in a minor journey to mid-air and
descend back into the clear, glimmering
liquid in a matter of a single second. Thou-
sands upon thousands of warmed-themed
colored pebbles rested on the river bed.
Their surfaces, ever so smooth and weathered down
due to constant water erosion.
As the afternoon began to make way, streaks of flu-
orescent reds and pinks lit up the sky as they bled into
the now dominant and majestic orange in the atmos-
phere. Wind rustled through leaves of trees that were
painted with the now glooming tint from above. Ech-
oes from the distant ocean were warmly welcomed as
its powerful heartbeat of tumbling waves were faintly
heard throughout the grasslands. To confirm its pres-
ence, a touch of sea salt responded to the detection of
those seeking it in the scent of the crisp air.
It was here in this captivating aura that my mind
eased from the stress of the world that held me hos-
tage for so long. I could vanish into these surround-
ings that buried every worry and that soothed every
pain. It was here that I found purity in peace. Before I
knew it, I had made the escape.
The civilization that once held familiarity to me
had deteriorated from my mind. I no longer yearned
for such presence due to the newly found serenity
that nature presented upon my being. It was as if the
earth herself had scrubbed the flesh of my memory
to a bright pink that became vulnerable to whatev-
er brushed against it. In this case, the predator was
nothing but flora and fauna, and I was the prey. It had
consumed every ounce of me.
Not only did the landscape devour the best of my
interest, it was also guilty of theft. My breath was
persistently stolen by the vivid beauty the world pro-
duced. To place simply, it was literally breathtaking.
An estimation of about a few miles inland from
the coast, just south of the grasslands, was an inno-
cent speck that erected from the ground in the dis-
tance. It held no value in comparison to the majesties
that accompanied it in every direction. However, once
one embarked on the mission to arrive at its feet, it
seemed as if it had sucked the energies out of eve-
rything around it, used it to its benefit, and was left
standing as the relic of the universe.
The cliff protruded miles upward, just
enough to tickle the heavens. The endless con-
tinuation of grass attempted to cover it up be-
neath it. However, it was clear that the mass of
rock claimed dominance as its bare body ex-
posed thick layers of granite all around.
There was a rather significant element to
the towering precipice. Listening closely, a
pulsating vibe penetrated the massive body.
The phenomena pulled from me curiosity and
used it as a manipulant to lure me in. I drew
closer and closer to the beating. It was as if it
By now I had reached so close that I could
place my hands against the ridge. Ever so cau-
tiously, I pressed both palms against the beast.
A cool sensation shot through my nerve re-
ceptors and shizzled a way up my arms un-
til the feeling subsided. Both of my hands sauteed in
numbness, then retreated back to my sides, lifeless.
Such power this creation held. I wanted to see what
was giving it life. I wanted to see its heart.
Just as the thought lingered in my brain, I no-
ticed a gaping hole in the side of the cliff. The open-
ing deemed healthy enough to swallow a full grown
man. Instantly, my limbs carried me to the cavity. I
stuck my head through. A cold wind caught me off
guard and burned my skin in a sudden lash. My nos-
trils filled to the brim with an earthy aroma of mud
and water. Collecting myself to see, my eyes barely
achieved justice. They failed to perceive any contents
of the rock’s core. The only trait that prevailed was the
pounding that became familiar to me now. The only
difference was that this time, it was more strapping. It
was almost like an immortal thunder.
The next thing I knew, I had leaped right into the
opening. The light vanished. I was enveloped in darkness.
The Escape: Fictional Series Part 1 “Intro”
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