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priscaTitle: The wonder
Characters: Mr. Smith, Erin, an unnamed woman
Prompt: go to bed, tired is stupid
Words: 410
finished: 03.12.2019
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„Smith!“ Erin glanced into the small room, which was only dim-lit. „Don't you think it's time to get some rest? You look pretty tired.“
The little man looked up. „I can rest when she doesn't need me any longer.“
Erin sighed sadly, yes, the fate of the young woman was horrible. She had done the right thing, and she would pay with her life for it. The doctor at the Mountain had only shrugged helplessly when seeing her multiple wounds. All they could do was to let her go in peace.
„I will go into the cafeteria, bring you some coffee and a sandwich at least. It doesn't help anyone when also you break down,“ she said while closing the door silently behind her.
Smith turned back to the bed, gently grabbing for the hand of the young woman; so cold, so lifeless already.
„Accept it, you can't help her,“ suddenly the voice in his head said. He had kept quiet since the incident at the old fabric which had cost so many lives. „Look forward; the world needs you.“
And Smith felt raging anger rising up. This was too much; he was so sick of it to be a puppet in God's hands. A God who let horrible things happen to innocent people again and again.
„Shut up, you fucker,“ he yelled. „Why do you let her suffer for days; you could have let her die quickly, like all the others. As long as she is still breathing, my place is here, at her side, to give her the comfort she deserves. And you better not try to hinder me.“
To his surprise, God kept quiet again.
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Smith startled out of a confusing dream; obviously the tiredness had finally won and let him drift off in a short sleep. Panicked, he turned to the young woman, almost expecting, only to find her lifeless body. He had left her alone during her last moments, and he knew he would never forgive himself for this failure.
The shock was even bigger when he met deep-blue eyes, looking at him questioningly. „Smith,“ she whispered; her voice still weak but clear. „What are you doing here?“
Grabbing for her hand again, so warm and full of life now, and he felt tear burning in his eyes. She was back! God had decided to save her. Smith closed his eyes, breathing in deeply. „I've begged you for a wonder so often, but you never listened,“ he murmured. „Don't know what is different this time. But, thank you, I guess.“
Characters: Mr. Smith, Erin, an unnamed woman
Prompt: go to bed, tired is stupid
Words: 410
finished: 03.12.2019
:::
„Smith!“ Erin glanced into the small room, which was only dim-lit. „Don't you think it's time to get some rest? You look pretty tired.“
The little man looked up. „I can rest when she doesn't need me any longer.“
Erin sighed sadly, yes, the fate of the young woman was horrible. She had done the right thing, and she would pay with her life for it. The doctor at the Mountain had only shrugged helplessly when seeing her multiple wounds. All they could do was to let her go in peace.
„I will go into the cafeteria, bring you some coffee and a sandwich at least. It doesn't help anyone when also you break down,“ she said while closing the door silently behind her.
Smith turned back to the bed, gently grabbing for the hand of the young woman; so cold, so lifeless already.
„Accept it, you can't help her,“ suddenly the voice in his head said. He had kept quiet since the incident at the old fabric which had cost so many lives. „Look forward; the world needs you.“
And Smith felt raging anger rising up. This was too much; he was so sick of it to be a puppet in God's hands. A God who let horrible things happen to innocent people again and again.
„Shut up, you fucker,“ he yelled. „Why do you let her suffer for days; you could have let her die quickly, like all the others. As long as she is still breathing, my place is here, at her side, to give her the comfort she deserves. And you better not try to hinder me.“
To his surprise, God kept quiet again.
:::
Smith startled out of a confusing dream; obviously the tiredness had finally won and let him drift off in a short sleep. Panicked, he turned to the young woman, almost expecting, only to find her lifeless body. He had left her alone during her last moments, and he knew he would never forgive himself for this failure.
The shock was even bigger when he met deep-blue eyes, looking at him questioningly. „Smith,“ she whispered; her voice still weak but clear. „What are you doing here?“
Grabbing for her hand again, so warm and full of life now, and he felt tear burning in his eyes. She was back! God had decided to save her. Smith closed his eyes, breathing in deeply. „I've begged you for a wonder so often, but you never listened,“ he murmured. „Don't know what is different this time. But, thank you, I guess.“