Caged

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: April 11, 2018

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Cold. It’s so cold. I lust for the warmth of the sun, for the warmth of a human, but I’m trapped in this ice prison, with guards as cold as winter. I know why I’m here, in this glacial cage. But I would never speak my curse to another being. I see a human sometimes, walking the corridors around my quiet isolated chamber. I can see his warmth glow off the walls. I always find myself reaching out to him when he comes but he always disappears in a whisp back into the shadows before I can get close, leaving me in the darkness, colder than ever. This day is different though. I had been crying for what seemed like years, my tears as cold as the air around me, when I felt a slight warmth and saw a glowing light through my closed eyelids. I opened them to see the boy, who I had reached out to so many times, crouched in front of my prison, face to the bars, staring at me in sadness. My guards stood nearby, watching my visitor in solemn silence as always. I wiped the tears from my stone-cold face and stood up to look at the boy. The boy stood up with me, and slowly reached a glowing hand into my freezing pit of despair. I looked in fear at the guards, drawing away from the boy I had wanted to reach out to so bad in fear. He made shushing noises to calm me and looked quickly at the two guards that had always stood vigil at my locked door. “Don't worry, sweetheart.” He said in a soothing voice, warm as the air surrounding him. My heart clenched at his voice. I tried to speak but found I couldn't. He gazed at me sadly once more, his hand remaining in between the bars in an invitation. I slowly, carefully stepped forward. I shivered at the warmth and slowly set my hand in his. Heat radiated off his body like a summer day, and the door to my jail slowly creaked open. I glanced in terror at the doors I haven't seen open in forever. He smiled at me from the doorway of my cell, and opened his arm in preparation of a warm embrace. My mind was racing and I leapt forward at the cell door and slammed it shut, locking me in my prison once again. He launched himself at the cage with a cry of dismay. He stared sadly at me through the cage once more before he sunk into the shadows along with his warmth. I collapsed to the floor in a heap of tears. And then the cycle repeats again.


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