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The Boy

June 25, 2024
By Three-Thirty SILVER, Memphis, Tennessee
Three-Thirty SILVER, Memphis, Tennessee
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Bright eyes,

Strong will,

And fire in his veins,

Follow this boy

Through the woods

And have no fear

Of death when he’s near


This power,

Unattainable

To any mere mortal,

Is a reason for hope

In this struggle-filled life


Maybe if one can obtain

Immortality

They could gain this power

As well


Follow this boy

Through the woods


The sky darkens

But the boy begins

To glow

And your fear

Of the monsters

Haunting the dark forest

Is drowned out

By his light


Deeper and deeper he goes

Into the forest

And the dreams

That float in your head

Begin to solidify,

Becoming reality

Within your mind


And you mustn’t stumble,

But simply continue

To follow this boy

Through the woods


As you further your journey,

You become more like him

And your dreams,

Now reality,

Surround you


Similar to his glow,

You begin to shine


Your fears melt

And become

Shadows

In the back of your mind


Your confidence

Strengthens

And your eyes brighten,

Shining as you

Begin to smile


And electricity

Courses through your body


Follow this boy

Through the woods,

Follow his example

And train your power


This newfound strength

You have acquired


It is a raw,

Dynamic

Force


He helps direct your power

At targets

Framed as enemies


And as the night moves on,

You’re working

Against moving,

Living creatures

Of his own creation


The clearing,

Now alight

As fire and sparks mix,

Flashing in the air


Mornings pass

And you grow stronger,

Your power beginning

To come more at will


Soon,

You outlast every creation

That he can put against you

And the only way to grow stronger

Is to fight reality itself


Monsters

From the woods,

Previously held back

By your combined glow,

Swarm you

As the boy

Watches from above,

Silently judging your progress


With a newly forged anger

And a sword made of light,

You surge forward


And begin to fight

Any demon from the shadows

That comes close enough

To be touched by your sword


You weave,

Dodge,

And slice

At anything

That comes near,

Ensuring

An almost-instantaneous

Death

For the forest’s monsters


The fight,

Though not matched

In strength

Or effort,

Rages through the night


And by its end,

It has rid a large number

Of demons

From the shadows

Of the trees


The boy simply

Rejoins you on the ground

And nods silently,

Although a slight smile

Plays on his lips


Follow this boy

Through the woods,

Further and further you go,

Deeper and deeper you progress


The woods become

More and more dense


Finally,

You reach the core,

The center of the woods


And here,

You are met

With silence


A complete and total silence

Envelopes the entirety

Of the clearing


You look to the boy

And he stands,

Shoulders square,

Staring straight into your eyes,

Seeming to see through you


His arms extend

And you step back

As fire surrounds him


You turn

And see another child,

Eyes cold as ice,

The air chilling around her


You step to the side

And the two of them collide

A flurry of color and heat and cold


You watch,

But don’t dare intervene


Until he looks to you

And raises a hand to the girl

Causing her to still,

Slowly turning to acknowledge you


The boy winks

And backs into the forest

Leaving you with the girl,


Alone


She smirks,

And becomes a flurry of ice

And power


You dodge

And weave

And strike periodically

With your electric force,

Breaking her frozen shards


Only once

Does she get close enough

To slice your cheek

With a dagger

Of solid water


But you then retaliate

With a lash from a whip

Made of pure energy


And burn the air

Directly in front of her

Singing the ends of her hair


She tilts her head

In appreciation

And stops

Every one of her ice daggers

Midair


They fall to the ground


And she bows to you

Saying

You’ve trained well


And looks to the boy,

Emerging from the woods


You have followed this boy

Through the woods

Trained your way

Into true, unlimited power

And landed a place

Amongst these

God-like children


The boy extends a hand

To you,

A small flame

Flickering in his palm


The girl does the same,

A small cluster of ice

Swirling in her hand


So you join them,

Electricity crackling

In each hand,

Taking theirs in yours



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