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Albatross. Alone. Above. Above all this destruction. I survived, just like that Albatross. Following me, it seems. Keeps following me. Can't find any food, all of it is gone, even the animals and plants. My ipod ran out of batteries yesterday. Yet i don't seem as bored anymore. A few days here, alone, has made me a little crazy. Oh well, doesn't really matter any way, because I found another cancerous lump on my breast today. Also I am having stomach pains. I'm pretty sure I'll die soon. No hope left any way, no one is going to rescue me.
"Hey, is anybody out THERE?" I scream into the oblivion. No answe, as usual.
I read somewhere that Nuclear fallout can last hundreds of years, and increase cancer rates. It can also decrease fertillity. Not that that matters, there's no one else here, is there?
"IS THERE?" I scream again. No answer but echos.
Damn echos. And that damn Albatross. He's following me, I can tell. Just waiting for me to die. Then he can eat me, leave only my bones to mark my grave. At least I'll have my bones. Maybe i won't. Maybe I'll just disapear. Maybe I will simply disintegrate from the earth. If a lone survivor falls in a forest and no one is there to hear it, does it make a sound?
"Well? Does it?" I scream yet again. This time i get an answe.
"Tweetle-dum, Tweetle-dee. Who are you talking to? Certainly not me"
"PEOPLE! I FOUND PEOPLE! You are a person right?" I scream so loud I nearly pass out from the effort.
"People? What is this strange phrase? The only words I know for your type is "Opressor", or "White-Snake", nothing more." Replied... what?
"Where'd you learn such horrible things? My name is---" I sudenly trip, falling into a basement. Whoops, didn't relize we were entering a city.
"I hear them from, how do you say it "White-Skins"? Something like coo-lard full-okes," replied... again I wonder what I am talking to.
"Such horrible words haven't been used in some time, by the way, WHO ARE YOU?" I scream again.
"I am the last one of my kind, a demon on wings, harnessing the wind to save the lives of the dead," replied, ohmygod, I just had a conversation with an Albatross.
"You're not real!" I say abruptly ending the conversation.
I keep walking around. Apperently what I thought was a city was just...
"SHUT THE HELL UP! 'Mister Albatross, God of the Wind', Leave me alone!" I screach, to myself I suppose. It still doesn't stop.
... Some little town, out in the middle of no where. Oh well, no food. Just keep walking. How many days since the Skyfire? Ten? Twenty? Or many more? I shall not know, for I lost my calender the first day after the TV went out which was ... Toowoo (I think thats the word for one more than one) Days after the Skyfire. I try to practice math and science and writing and history and all those other stupid subjects, but they're incredably boring, even without some old whiney bitch teaching them to me. Oh well, another day, another mile.
"The God of the Wind knows what day it is!" screamed My Albatross.
"Oh really? What day is that?" I reply, halfheartedly.
"Today is Everyday. It's today tommarrow, and it's yesterday today. But tommarow it will be yesterday which is really today!" he replies gleefully.
"That doesn't make any sense!" I rebuke.
"Yes it does! No wait, it doesn't!" He pause, "On second, no wait, third thought, it DOES make sense."
"Just leave me alone." I mumble, half to myself as I fall down, exhausted, and sleep.
I wake up, the sun has come, the sun is gone. I remain the same.
"THE GOD OF THE WIND HAS COME FOR YOUR SOUL!" carols My Albatross
He had been saying that for several suns now. I lost all my math skills, can't even do... uh... something.. uh.. plus? I don't really know. Oh well, doesn't matter. I have easily traveled farther than every Albatross that ever lived.
"THE GOD OF THE WINDS HAS COME FOR YOUR SOUL!" My Albatross reports, but this time he flies at me, missing my head by mear inches.
"THE GOD OF THE WIND HAS COME FOR YOUR SOUL!" Wind-God Albatross threatens, right before diving at me. I can barely see, considering my sevear malnutrition. But i knew this was the last time. I think i felt something on my head...
End? Of course.
