Day 274 – Pilgrim – Short Story

I’ve travelled far, across these lands in search of something, trying to find that one thing, that something, you all have, that something that keeps you where you are, stops you from traveling, stops you from, yourself.

Cold, warm, wet, wild, I’ve seen it all, and more, beauty and ugliness, hate and love, but, I’ve never found my home, only something else, not the something I yearn for, not the something, I wish to find, but, how can I find it if I do not know where it is? If I do not know what it is?

This journey I have undertaken, has shaped who I am, has made me hard, when I need to be, the deepest jungles make you do what must be done, when life and death is chosen through your own actions, beasts roam lands, hunting not to kill, but to survive, to feast, to feed themselves and there young. I have no family, I have no pride, I am a lone wolf, hunting for my own survival, but yearning for something, more.

But what is it? What is it that I seek, that I desire?

Is it what you have? Is it what you could give me?

No, it’s not that, it’s not your life I want, it’s your life I want to take. You see, this world, it offers nothing for me, all I see are lies, imperfections, things that cannot be fixed, things that cannot be repaired.  It they continue, they move forward, broken, diseased, when, they should end.

That is my something, that is my role.

I’ll never have what you have, I’ll never have a home.

But, one day, you and I will share a moment, and then, I will move on to the next, and leave you to wallow in your sin, as the light fades from your eyes, and you are once more, part, of this dying earth.

END

4 Comments

  1. Dang! That ending caught me off guard. The way you wrote it made me expect something totally different.

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  2. Very well done! Thank you for sharing!

    Liked by 1 person

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