Prologue Deluge
Unyielding will
I don't think an iceberg caused this massive flood. Too much damage beyond repair. I wanted to venture to new depths but was confined to my desolate quarters. We were defined by this lackluster typhoon. What a fallen kingdom we had created. Malfunctioning and evaporating. I've left you behind in ancient Sumeria. You're abandoned in Babylonian cuneiform. You're slumbering with Egyptian hieroglyphics. You're forgotten history along with the empire of Mesopotamia. You're sinking into the void along with Atlantis. Yet, you still don't know how much it hurt. To dance on broken glass and splintered shards. You turned a blind eye while I made do with the fallout. You gave your best while watching me suffer. You pointed north but I knew the right way was south. This was a deviation from the original forward plan. You never learned how to properly tell the truth. I wove my hands through Saturn's rings but you chose to sequester yourself on Earth's moon. I trust the universe will deal with you eventually. This was an unintended lesson in survival. I hiked the terrain solo but you never even began. The future is my version of a revival. You had a twisted quest for power. You couldn't find victory on your own. Scheming and manipulating won't let you win. You'll do anything to avoid going at it alone. I built castles but you spun webs of lies. I erected statues while you invented heresy. You took the last bit of antidote but left me to die from the disease. I couldn't eradicate the recent plague. Poison was a gift you gave willingly. I begged for relief from this prison of pestilence. I envied those who fled in order to get free. There's a resistance in being so devalued. A lack of integrity you will never learn. This infection is the malady I never asked for. Please inoculate me. It's the status I have earned. Escaping the Black Death is my rebound. Doing better than you in secret is my revenge. Knowledge will wipe out your profound ignorance. It will be like you never existed and that will be my ultimate vengeance
About the Creator
Anna Torres
I’m a 39-year old mother and student. I love reading, metal music, and writing. I have begun writing again since 2021

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