Eternity
Eternity, a word that I have never really thought about before-- that was, of course, before today. I gripped the rigid metal that barely held me above my death, sweat dripping off of my face. Blood seeped from the deep wound that scared my hands from holding the sharp strip that jutted out from the rocky wall of the ravine, the only thing separating me from my death. I contemplated my fate. I could either keep clenching onto the handhold, or I could submit to my death and let go. I decide against the latter, no matter how cruel surviving was, it was against my nature to give in. I carefully evaluated my surroundings. The mist and fog churned and twisted below, it was almost mesmerizing to watch it swirl and wind into the vast chasm. …show more content…
One does not fully understand what eternity is until one is faced with it. I mulled this over while I fell. A concept that I had not quite gripped was falling. The word “fall”, implies that there would be something to eventually fall onto. Now, I was falling into nothing. Just falling, not colliding with anything. I wondered if I would be stuck like this always. I could feel the wind whirling against me and whooshing in my ears. Much to my dismay, my favorite green jacket had been snatched up by the wind current when I let go of the sharp steel. Now, I was missing the warm sanctuary of my coat, as the cold wind beat my goosebumped skin. Hmm, how long have I been falling? I calculated perhaps an hour had passed. It was quite boring, falling. There was just darkness, air, and cold. Suddenly, I was engulfed by the softest substance I have ever encountered. I could not fathom what it was. Warmth! I felt warmth! My freezing skin tingled with warmth! Then, there was a bright light. I shut my eyes tight, and my hands flew to cover them. Gradually, I opened my eyes. I saw the blue sky and the blinding sun-- NO, not sun, suns. There were three. Shakily, I got to my feet and peered around me nervously. I was in a meadow. Behind me was an apple tree. I sat at the foot of the tree and tried to grasp what had just happened. I was falling a-and then I …show more content…
I leapt to my feet. Had I been talking aloud?
“WHO ARE YOU?” My scratchy voice screamed.
“The fitting question, is who are you? Beside, this is my father’s field.” the stranger exclaimed.
“Where am I?” I almost wailed.
The stranger bent over laughing. When he looked up and saw the puzzled look on my face, he ceased immediately.
“Wow, you really aren’t kidding.” he said as he clapped me on the
Eternity, a word that I have never really thought about before-- that was, of course, before today. I gripped the rigid metal that barely held me above my death, sweat dripping off of my face. Blood seeped from the deep wound that scared my hands from holding the sharp strip that jutted out from the rocky wall of the ravine, the only thing separating me from my death. I contemplated my fate. I could either keep clenching onto the handhold, or I could submit to my death and let go. I decide against the latter, no matter how cruel surviving was, it was against my nature to give in. I carefully evaluated my surroundings. The mist and fog churned and twisted below, it was almost mesmerizing to watch it swirl and wind into the vast chasm. …show more content…
One does not fully understand what eternity is until one is faced with it. I mulled this over while I fell. A concept that I had not quite gripped was falling. The word “fall”, implies that there would be something to eventually fall onto. Now, I was falling into nothing. Just falling, not colliding with anything. I wondered if I would be stuck like this always. I could feel the wind whirling against me and whooshing in my ears. Much to my dismay, my favorite green jacket had been snatched up by the wind current when I let go of the sharp steel. Now, I was missing the warm sanctuary of my coat, as the cold wind beat my goosebumped skin. Hmm, how long have I been falling? I calculated perhaps an hour had passed. It was quite boring, falling. There was just darkness, air, and cold. Suddenly, I was engulfed by the softest substance I have ever encountered. I could not fathom what it was. Warmth! I felt warmth! My freezing skin tingled with warmth! Then, there was a bright light. I shut my eyes tight, and my hands flew to cover them. Gradually, I opened my eyes. I saw the blue sky and the blinding sun-- NO, not sun, suns. There were three. Shakily, I got to my feet and peered around me nervously. I was in a meadow. Behind me was an apple tree. I sat at the foot of the tree and tried to grasp what had just happened. I was falling a-and then I …show more content…
I leapt to my feet. Had I been talking aloud?
“WHO ARE YOU?” My scratchy voice screamed.
“The fitting question, is who are you? Beside, this is my father’s field.” the stranger exclaimed.
“Where am I?” I almost wailed.
The stranger bent over laughing. When he looked up and saw the puzzled look on my face, he ceased immediately.
“Wow, you really aren’t kidding.” he said as he clapped me on the