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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Sad (07/26/07)

TITLE: Man's creation
By Jim Hutson
08/01/07


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It hung in the air like an approaching thunderstorm's energy; a malignant foreboding rolling across the horizon out of sight. It didn't belong here, one quickly surmises, amongst the beauty and peacefulness that once was so clear.
Every person and thing was affected by the arrival; silenced were the melodious songs of the birds in the trees, peaceful noises failed in the gloom-encrusted air. Silence like a roiling, slow advancing blob of gelatinous ooze swept across the land. And the first victim fell to its advance as joy seemed forever quieted.

Death of innocence would not be the only result of this untimely demise; birth of new and mutant creations would spawn throughout the land. Shame, fear, depression, and despair would know the birth pains of life. Beauty falls into fading light as chaos takes control of the adjucated position in the world.
The new creation, spawned by man, would become the cadence of creation's heartbeat.

Perfection becomes marred by the acidity of the monstrosity born. Hope becomes as uncatchable as the wind gusting through the desert plains. The melody of life's song would seem forever silenced in the halls of history's ruin. All would fall subjected to the usurper king, empowering his reign with this creation stillbirth.

The earth lends its voice to the embodiment of this dying, decayed song as it cries out for "Abel's blood". New names, new shapes it would gain throughout the passing generations of man; anger, depression, fear, hopelessness, apathy, and despair. This pestilence, morphed and changing, would blight the perfection of the creator, standing as an alter-image of the true design.

It was heard first in the Creator's voice when He called out with a voice full of the sorrowful sounds of this birth, "Where are you?" It would be echoed throughout the ages from men great and small, as their heavy ladened voices cried out, "Why?"

It would be silenced forever between the extended hands of a man, who knew the pain of its touch and the sorrow of its voice, as He left us with this promise:

"I shall return to take you to a place where there is no Sadness."

Then, and only then, will the misbegotten birth of sadness forever be erased from mankind.


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Jan Ackerson 08/02/07
Wow--this would be great read aloud, with a slide show of great images in the background. Very powerful, especially toward the end. I like the pacing of this piece.
Cherie Millsap08/02/07
Beautiful!
Brenda Welc08/06/07
All I can say is Powerful!!!!
TJ Nickel08/06/07
I'm a Gen 1-3 addict, so I was drawn in with great hopes at your title, thanks for delivering! Nice!