Author's Note: This piece emphasizes the importance of emotion by creating an distopian world sans emotion
The clouds shrouded the city in darkness, the ocean water looked black, and a barren wind blew through the city, but it's not as though they could feel anything. The water poured down relentlessly through the night, the dirt swept the city, cold pavement, but it's not as though they could feel anything. New York was just another collection of old buildings and dirty streets to Claude Marlet, people walked around in the same grey cycle. Upon meeting people the standard greeting was a concise shake of the head, a brief gesture to acknowledge one's presence. Marlet remembered the day he was married, his number had come up in the system with his wife's number. The government had contacted him that his number had come up and that he would be married. This of course was not due to emotion, it just happened that the two families had similar social status, and one's social status was based on occupation. Social status stood for nothing except the way you were dealt revenue which in turn was for the work you did.
Claude had received another letter from the government telling them that he had been chosen in the draft which was what most Americans waited for, the government to throw a flag in their face. His date to report to boot camp was February third, but the date meant nothing to him, life meant nothing, all that Claude could tell was that he was looking at another moonless night in New York
Are you going to continue this fiction piece? This is really cool! I loved what I read, and really wanted to see more. I know that's sort of easy to ask, and not always easy to fix, but it sure is good, quality writing. Just excellent.
ReplyDeleteI really like it. Just when you said the day he reported to boot camp I was waiting for the wedding day to be right after it. Then as Mr. J. said contiue it go through more of his struggles.
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