The Bronze Queen

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Science Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

A celebration of our greatest virtue: curiosity!

The Hall of Heroes was a grand name for a grand place. Each intelligence, each collective of those who could, amongst one another or through some means, produce offspring and who could invent and change and learn, were all present, each bringing with them but one, free-standing sculpture of an icon by which they would like to be judged. Some thought it was a silly concept, but when soft, stirring music played in the intentionally dim hall, beneath the meeting chambers, in the otherwise silent passages, carpeted all in a velveteen softness, with great veined stone columns, the effect was as it was intended. Red and black and white and blue, and the other deep, constant colors of the heroes shone all about, and banners and little proclamations and all manner of artifacts hung or were displayed proudly behind polymer blends, transparent so that passers-by could take notice, for here was the celebration of that holy thing that has been termed the individual.

Of course, by biological or robotic fact, not all present were individuals, but they were one unit, one doer, regardless. Tyrants and liberators stood proud, gazing off far above or into the eyes of those who lived long or not long after them, while warriors and scholars prepared for their battles, forever, in eyes and faces sculpted from all manner of the elements. Colossus in gold, small crystal images of yet smaller folk, and images that flickered under their own power. From plant stalks to depleted sources of radioactivity and to light, they stood proud.

Each had brought forth, so First Man had brough forth. They had brought a woman. She stood, nearly taking a knee had not her back leg been fully extended. Crafted epically in bronze, in a pose with one arm extended and with a fierce face to match a hurricane, but with eyes soft with smiles, she, in this form, would have paled next to the real thing. Reaching, as First Man did, ever upward, she stood, motionless and yet moving with the willpower of those she represented. Bare feet and hands, bareheaded and with antique garments, she stood, commanding the respect of those who passed, reminding them that tomorrow always came, standing on an etched star beneath.

The music played low in the gentle light, and beneath it she basked, as she had and as she would as long as First Man did at her side.


Submitted: March 09, 2012

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cutie309

This is really good. Very interesting :)Also, if you get the time, can you please check out my new novel 'If Every Day Was A Fairy Tale'. It includes pictures and information about the characters. I need some people's opinions. So if you get the chance can you like it or comment on it? Thanks and good job haha x x x

Fri, March 9th, 2012 1:04am

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Haha...This is good, now read my stuff? Sure, I suppose I can.

Thu, March 8th, 2012 5:27pm

BITSxOFxKINKY

an interesting and very well written piece

Fri, March 9th, 2012 5:05pm

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Sometimes it's nice to just talk about...imaginary stuff.

Thanks for the read!

Fri, March 9th, 2012 9:09am

onlyinred

I honestly love the language and word variety in this short story!! It's so complex and interesting that you really have to get into the language and significance behind it to understand. How did you come up with this? It's so interesting!! Heroes, scholars, warriors, honor, curiosity, accomplishments, and I love the woman in bronze amid all these males and their accomplishments! Really good!!

Sun, March 18th, 2012 3:27am

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Haha...there are other women too, but it's her that represents US, as in humans. I came up with this from hearing one of Boccerini's cello compositions.

Thank you so much for reading and commenting!

Sun, March 18th, 2012 7:50am

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