13 June 2012
My mind races to the beat of my heart as I fall through the air, plummeting towards the ground. I close my eyes and brace myself, screaming out to my sisters in the sky for protection. They answer. Softly at first, but growing in volume until my head is overwhelmed by the tangle of silken voices, singing out to me, their lost sister. Time slows down, the air becomes thick and muggy. I land gently on the grass, gasping as the world races to catch up with me. Guilt and regret churns in my stomach, I shouldn't have done that. I could have landed fine without it. Another wish, another poor soul sent falling to earth, confused and lost. Like me. Silent tears fall and form sodden patches on the dirt. I stand up, blinking furiously and grinding my teeth. This is it. I grab my bag, summoning all confidence I can muster. The gate creaks as I open it, rusted from many years of neglect. I close it carefully behind me then look up. I scream. A hand clamps itself around my mouth and a rope binds my wrists. I wriggle but a punch in the chest soon stops that. Weak and winded, I wait limply for my captors to finish binding me. A blindfold blocks my vision and my heart sinks, withering, blackening, dying. I failed. I don't want to be part of a stupid science experiment, a lab rabbit, a guinea pig, kept alive with wires and tubes, killed by chemicals.
Muscly, calloused hands lift me up and throw me in a van, slamming the door behind me. I don't object. They have already made a fool out of me, they have already sentenced me to death. I don't care what they do any more. A lamb to the slaughter, a man to his grave, a star to the earth.
Star Part 2 • Opuss № I