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From A Childs Point Of View By Hans Marius Holst-Hansen
The following section presents life through the eyes of a child The protagonist is a young boy Innocence and inexperience go hand in hand Curiosity dictates action
Familiarity tickling my senses The taste of the air, sharp Everything unchanged I remember the others, smiling Running off as I hear their voices Excitement rushing Breathing fast, I find them sitting together Breath stops She smiles, stands up, embraces me Breathing resumed, death postponed He bumps my fist, nodding Calm like turbulence, I say Hi Fear abating as they answer nonchalantly Oblivious to my presumption Our story is resumed
They came from nowhere They came from everywhere Attacking us without mercy We already lost two men Shoulder to shoulder Holding the fort that we built with our own hands and tools A sudden overwhelming silence I sense great danger I yell out over to Tom Explaining how our last man just got dragged over the wall What a huge creature it must have been I feel fear creeping in Vindictive as ever, Tom yells out as he charges the wall My fear dissipates On the double, I am running We flow through the field like shadows entwined A mad grin on his face I find it very contagious We laugh out loud, grimly Like wild beings
I wish to speak Enticed by her air Drawn in Yet unmoving Caught looking, warmth explodes Judgment expected, smile received Her eyes lingering A soft laugh Skin on skin, different from before Drawn in, moved at last Her breath, warm Another soft laugh, another smile Gaze everlasting She embraces me Serenity
I wonder How someone gathered all this firewood It must have taken years Stacked so high I can’t even climb to the top! Do you think it will last forever? Probably
The forest is alive, breathing Thick with hidden treasures Sunlight steals through Footsteps crunching Giants in the world of ants A thundering earthquake as we run Magic booming all around Somewhere close, somewhere near I rip it loose, our trophy Our journey continues Deeper into the forest Ever full of riches For those who can see
Our quest takes us far and wide Our eyes see wastelands Our minds perceive mountains, rivers of lava Our hearts beat fast, our breaths drawn short Our bodies itching with excitement Touch it and you die No question about it, a fact We share a look, the three of us A challenge then We run, we jump We scream as exhilaration consumes us
Never before have I seen something so grand A village for us to explore Culmination of excitement A playground surrounded by a wall of wilderness Free of judgment and Weight of external expectations Freedom to revel in the world we create This is the climax Our journey fulfilled
I am the captain; I’m at the wheel Carelessly I can act on my whims Consequences nonexistent A role, played out without restrictions Out here I am myself In every way possible