Desert :: Barren

[Midnight Marvel]

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Enzo lazily dragged his small feet through the wretched desert; his boots seemed to grow heavier with every step he took. He soon realized that a fair amount of sand which penetrated into his boots caused this uncomfortable feeling. Although Enzo was naturally a playful fellow he seemed rather sluggish and without life; from afar you would think he was a zombie. The longer the walk took the more Enzo felt like dying however, the witch which led the way through the barren wasteland seemed unaffected and rather joyful although she was also under the mercy of the extraordinary heat of the brightly shining sun which spat upon them with balls of fire. Given the boring atmosphere Enzo tried to lighten up by grabbing a sheet of paper from his right pocket and folding it until it reshaped into the form of a bird. But even though Enzo had made his little origami figure in order to keep himself occupied, he could still feel a sour feeling of boredom within his body.

And that was when he decided to transform into his animal form which he found much more amusing then being in his normal state. And so Enzo channelled the magical energy within him and began mentally moulding it until he obtained his desired form; once the image was stapled to his mind his body began to break down into snowflakes and a small white furred ermine appeared in his place. Enzo’s new from was rather small; his eyes were of pure black and his fur silky white. The creature which was Enzo ran around the witch who led the way in order to attract her attention however, she paid no attention to the foolish boy. Nevertheless her reaction did not faze Enzo who continued to scamper about; although he had fur Enzo felt much cooler then when he was in his original form.

As Enzo continued his fun the witch sudden stopped walked and shot at Enzo a bright light which the boy barely evaded; the blast must have been extremely hot for the sand had turned to glass. After that attack Enzo’s fur stood up and he barred his fangs at the witch; but she gave no response to his menacing reaction. And so the witch through another ball of light towards Enzo; the boy knew that dodging would get him nowhere and so the ermine leaped to the right evading the attack then reverted back to his original form in order to properly face his adversary.

“C’est quoi votre problème?! Vous êtes folle ou quoi?” Enzo screamed while pointing at the witch.

“You stupid French boy; your only an apprentice you need to hone your anilities if you want to survive in this world. You were born a witch, that a great honour and responsibility you—“

“Oui, oui je sais déjà : Vous serai chassé et bla bla vous êtes précieux“ Enzo mocked while immitating her movements.

“Fine since you seem to understand, we can continue“ the witch said while sending off another attack.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.

(Total) Snowflakes falling from the sky: 509
(Post) Snowflakes caught: 509
(SP) Snowflakes melted on my tongue: +5