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“Tell me a story, Grandpa.” The little girl had just been tucked into bed by her elderly grandfather, that she wasn’t ready to sleep yet. No child could drift into the realm of dreams without first hearing a tale to dream about. “Please?”
“Hundreds of years ago, there were two villages separated by a tall mountain. Because of the mountain, neither village knew that the other existed, and they lived very different lives.”
“The first village, we’ll call them the Wakers, was full of very smart and innovative people. As each year progressed, their village became more advanced and efficient. First they learnt how to farm without having to work hard, then they developed electricity, and then cars just like ours. Pretty soon, the village was full of bright lights and big power stations which sent great fumes of smoke up into the sky.”
Hmm, well this is interesting, we've got a bit of a very narrator like start to things in this particular one here. It is an interesting way to open this piece here since that's got a whole sense of setting getting into this particular place and sort of seeing the history of this particular space evolve with time. It certainly makes for a different kind of opening to things here...and does catch your attention.
“The second village, they can be called the Sleepers, was full of dull, unlearned people. They kept following the same routine, day after day, because they couldn’t be bothered doing anything else. The sleepers kept toiling away at the farms, they kept lighting candles instead of flicking switches, and they never discovered how to make cars. Whilst the Wakers evolved, the Sleepers stayed the same.”
“Soon enough, the smoke from the Waker’s power stations reached so high into the sky that the Sleepers could see it above the mountain. The Sleepers were certain that the smoke was in fact the form of a god, and they worshipped the fumes, singing to it and dancing in it. The smoke became their master.”
“But the Sleepers bodies hadn’t developed the immunities of the Wakers, and soon enough the smoke made them sick. One by one, the villagers began dying, and they didn’t know how to stop it.”
Well that makes things interesting. Now the whole feeling of the title there makes a lot more sense and this is sort of establishing a bit of a larger world here. Its a very passive sort of story as a result, which I don't know if you intended, but with the style you have going on here, it does in fact manage to work though.
“The Wakers, being ever in need of new building materials, eventually started to mine through the mountain. They carved into its base, going deeper and deeper, until they broke through to the other side. The Wakers found the remaining Sleepers; fragile, ill and dying. They took the sick Sleepers back to their village, and used their advanced medicine to heal them.”
“The Sleepers couldn’t understand how the Wakers had healed them. They thought the god in the sky had sent them to help, or perhaps even that the Wakers themselves were gods! To thank the Wakers for healing them, the Sleepers became their servants. They did whatever the Wakers asked, because they believed they owed them their lives. They mined, farmed, cleaned, built houses and roads… the Sleepers did everything, whilst the Wakers watched, ordering their new slaves. The Wakers had never been so efficient in their work, had never been so advanced. All because they had slaves.”
The little girl tilted her head and asked, “But Grandpa, the Sleepers wouldn’t have gotten sick in the first place if it weren’t for the Wakers. So why did they work for them?”
“They were blind, they didn’t realise that, they wouldn’t even consider it. That’s why I called them Sleepers.”
That certainly makes for an interesting ending there. Its a very interesting sort of message there to end on. The build up to that is perhaps a little bit predictably but it still works quite nicely as a bit of a revelation there and I think it ties this particular story together with the rest of things quite nicely here.
Aaaaand that's it for this one.
As always remember to take what you think was helpful and forget the rest.
Stay Safe
Harry
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