Who Knows Where (Kid’s Dream)

Seems the only thing the Calamity saved for Zulf was his smoking pipe. Poor Kid collapses after just one drag.

The past… Only good thing ever come out of the past, is history.  Fair to say he’s led a hard life, supposing what he says in his sleep ain’t no lie.  He never knew his old man, but he had his momma to take care of. Frail thing with pure white hair like his.  Having his momma’s hair did the Kid no favors while he was growing up, but he learned to hold his own out there.  School ain’t working out so the Kid signs up for a turn on the Rippling Walls.  Make his momma some money.  Thanks to folks like the Kid, the Walls kept Caelondia safe from whatever’s out there.  The elements, the Ura… you name it.  Once the Kid done his time, he hurried on home.  Turned out his momma’s time was done too.  The City had nothing for him. The money he’d been sending home was nowhere to be found neither.  So what’d the Kid do? Why he went right on back to the Walls for another five years.  In the history of Caelondia nobody’s ever volunteered for a second shift on the Walls.  Out there, Kid learned to fend for himself. Learned to build. Learned to break.  In time the Kid earned good standing with the Marshalls.  They trusted him to scout out farther than anybody.  One night on one of his expeditions, the ground beneath him shuddered, cracked, and split apart.  He saw nothing where the world used to be. The Calamity happened, just like that.  All the Kid had to work with was his hammer and the clothes on his back.  Through twisted streets he ran with nothing but the City Crest and an old stranger’s voice to guide him.  Well he finally arrived at Caelondia’s vaunted safe haven. He and no one else.  But then?  All he got was more thankless work from a man who ain’t even asked his name.  Sure, I may be the one who dreamt up the Walls and the Bastion. But the Kid made them real. Not me.  I’d like to say I’ll never forget him, or what he’s doing… what he’s done. I surely would.

Blah. Sorry for the cop-out post, but after graduation, there was is literally back-to-back non-stop partying. Grad Night, arcade, friend’s grad party, my grad party. Ugh.
But, true to my word, I’ll kick it into high gear. I’ll get posts up daily from now on. It won’t be long. Again, sorry for the meh post most of you may have already seen.

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