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Emily Decrotie

 

A Spark

The Big City

A Spark

     One thing inhabits this land. He lurks in the shadows. He sleeps in the wreckage. He has complete freedom but he doesn't accept it. His name is Inspiration. This sickly man with green skin and blue hair is the last of his kind. He has potential though. You see, he could grow into something bigger. He could call other species to his planet. Yes! His gorgeous land has hope, a future!

     One day, as Inspiration wanders about, and admires the reflection of the colorful Smuberry trees in the blood lake, he hears a noise. It is a peculiar noise, like he has never heard before. He runs towards the noise and discovers that it was created by a giant. The giant is tall with crimson eyes, and his skin is all in greyscale. The giant looks mighty. Inspiration is shy but curious so he throws a pebble at the giant's leg. The giant turns his head and looks down at little Inspiration.

     Inspiration calls to the giant and asks him his name. The giant's name is Fear. Fear has travelled from a foreign land as soon as he heard the Inspiration was active. Fear was sent to destroy Inspiration. Fear can't afford to lose control of this pipsqueak, for Inspiration could make the land flourish.

     Soon Fear becomes furious. He closes in on Inspiration and tries to make him forget all his plans for the planet. Inspiration won't let Fear get to him. As the two stand in the forest under the vibrant sky, the rays of the suns reflect off of Inspiration's green skin, and Inspiration has a decision to make. He could listen to Fear and forget all the plans he has or he could listen to his heart.

     Fear's taunts make him think. He could keep his world to himself. Maybe, he doesn't want change. Perhaps Inspiration likes his desolate world just the way it is, empty and pitiful. What if the new creatures destroy his land and make it in to something it's not? Inspiration doesn't want to make the wrong decision because bad things could arise from the newly presented ideas. Then again, his world could benefit from everything. His world could become the hot spot of the galaxy. Every being in the universe would want to visit this fantastic new place.

     Inspiration decides that this world has too much potential to let go to waste.

     He uncovers his ears and boldly looks up at Fear. Inspiration shouts up at Fear and begins throwing rocks. Fear then tries to retaliate by chasing Inspiration around. Inspiration, being the quick-witted creature he is, runs close to the blood lake. Fear tries to follow Inspiration but his foot slippes into the lake. Fear is soon completely submerged in the lake and Inspiration is free. Free to discover and create and spark.

     With the arrival of each new creature, the little green man gets stronger and healthier. His land grows and changes. The name of the world changes as it strengthens and evolves. It is first called Thought. Then it becomes Idea. Finally, Inspiration has sparked the development of a flourishing world of Creativity!

     Now, as the blazing yellow sun rises into the pink sky, which is now streaked with a multitude of different colors, it smiles down on a bustling city, bursting with life. Large yellow bird like creatures with long pink tails fly through the sky. Tall, thin, fuzzy critters wander about, scouring the tops of Smuberry trees for smu berries. Tiny iridescent fish with big teeth swim in the lively blood lake. The debris is cleared now and the buildings are replenished. Creativity is a magical place once again. 

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The Big City

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You're alive

Buzzing in swarms of taxis

Picking up and dropping off

Like a refined circuitry

Pulling me closer

Though I am far

There you are

With your lights dotted up and down skyscrapers

And on grand marquees

That flash and seem

To sing

As I bask in their fluorescent beams of light

Stirring up childlike feelings

Like butterflies

Following me down Broadway

Flapping and fluttering…

I stare and remember

My first audition

The butterflies visited then as well

Creating a crazy concoction

Of excitement and anxiety

Sending bubbles to my head

And I heard them

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