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I sat high up in the skies. It was the best place to think anything over. The peaceful floating bubbles of moisture did miracles to the mind. There were no extra complications up here. No distractions, emotions, feelings, or even reality. The light blue color would wrap around you like a beautiful blanket. Nothing more gorgeous or simple could ever be found. You should really come up here some time. The spirit of the world could do amazing things.
In my hand is a simple stone. There isn’t anything terribly unique about it. It has a dull blue, gray color to it. It is only about the size of the fingernail on your thumb. The sides are mostly smooth, with the occasional dent or bump here or there. The dents are from the occasional kick that would come from a passerby. The passerby always claimed to enjoy the stone and appreciate it. Kicking it must have just been apart of the fun.
Okayy...well this is quite something. For starters the very casual mention of what looks to be floating in the air here and hovering in place suggests we've got some magical situations going down here or at least a bit of a superpower which is always something that gets your attention, in addition the way this stone is being studied also hints at potentially things to come here and its a neat little way to get things started here.
I always wondered what the purpose of such a stone was. If it served no purpose then why was it even here? There was no way it would ever be apart of something higher than where I am now, and yet why do I keep this stone around? It seems like I should let go of it, since I had long given up any desire to keep it. Such a useless thing it is! It will just sit on the ground for the rest of time. Maybe, it will become apart of something, someday, but what is the point of having that something? It will only become useless some time later. We were always taught to throw away anything that served no purpose, so I suppose I should just throw it away now, rather than just lose it later. That way it can’t cause any sort of mess.
No, I shouldn’t throw it away just because it has no purpose now. It may never serve a purpose but that is okay, isn’t it? I can give it my own personal meaning, even if that meaning is meaningless for the rest of space and time. I might be able to learn something from its many cracks and other follies it carries with it everywhere it goes. Maybe, this is the course for all other stones. Maybe, we are meant to hold onto them for the rest of our lives, or else why would we feel such things as greed and desire? Why would we feel pleasure or sorrow? The clouds are a great place to think about the world.
Well that is quite a lot of thinking there for a stone of all things, so I think you've pulled of something quite intriguing there on that one. I don't believe I've seen something of quite that nature before being used to describe a simple stone and I don't know, there's just an air of extra mystery now, on top of the feeling that maybe this isn't about the stone at all, but it simply a lesson for us to learn not to throw anything away. At any rate, this has fully captured my attention here.
I do have to wonder what will happen if I drop this stone though. There is no tangible precedent that I have to follow, but precedents are the only way humans can learn and survive. All of our knowledge comes from people and things that had happened before us. I wonder who started this cycle and what they did? Nevertheless, the thought of dropping this stone intrigues me. I have already settled that it has no intrinsic value, so I will lose nothing in dropping it. There isn’t anyway I can hope for the stone to find a different resting place than the earth where it falls. Despite this reasoning, I can’t help but hope for some other more interesting and mystical ending for it. My hand begins to open itself. The knuckles on my hand had turned hard from clutching so hard on it. I suppose that was habit to hold it so hard. What will happen? What would you do? I guess the only way you could figure it out is if you came up here in the clouds. I hope you have no real reason to come up here. My mind moves in a thousand different directions at once, unable to settle on any one thing. And when it does settle on something, people call it bonkers and insane. I will let go of this stone now, just to see what happens. I watch as the stone slips from my hand and lazily drifts towards Earth. Life is a mysterious thing.
Well that ended on a note I didn't see coming. With the sort of message that was trying to come out in the first bit, the transition there towards the end really caught me by surprise I have to say. I didn't think it would take quite this kind of a turn and it ended up being quite a twist I think which does make it interesting. The rather disjointed sounding news report there was also an intriguing touch and with this being a short story, it does now leave us in quite a lot of mystery here that has me wondering what this could all be about. Overall, I think a very interesting piece here, one that leaves you with quite a bit to think about. The only issue I could perhaps point out is the length of the last paragraph, which is rather long and could perhaps do with some shortening there.
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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