Loisauce

Anagalispsi’s single minded interest was escape, at any cost. She was not a typical mother. She was egotistical to the core. She had dreamed many plans, imaged how to kill quickly, daydreamed of moments where she would abandon her children, because in her mind, her own survival outside the wall was the most important thing in her life. She reaches into her pocket, her filthy, calloused hands fumbling with the intricate weavings of her coat. She picks out her letters amongst the stray strands of debris and filth. Her fingers trail along the long line of messages, bent and warped from the scorns of time. She flicks through each one, feel

This story is inspired by the quote, “Man cannot discover new oceans unless he has the courage to lose sight of the shore”. The walls They stretch far and wide. An endless sea of bricks and mortar. The city within can only be described as an accident. The smell of rubber lingers. The air is heavy, and warm. Each building is the same height. Each building is shorter than the wall. Most sounds from the outside are blocked between the thick layers of fired clay. The only sounds that can be heard are the occasional crackling of thunder. The distant sound of gunfire. The walls are meant to keep them safe. The walls keep them safe. S

Buildings puncture the clouds. The air is heavy and warm, the smell of rubber lingers throughout the city. His view is engulfed in grey and black, no other colours are ever used. Paths bridge the gaps between buildings and the city stretches forever in every direction. At every street corner there are lampposts that shine so brightly that the stars are blocked; the endless city lights can be seen from space. He’s never been outside the city limits, he has no reason to be. Even if he wanted to leave, he cannot, because above every lamppost are eyes that will stop him. The alarm rang at the pre-determined time, “Daniel, it is time