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"Wake up, Boy!" The Preacher shouted in my ear at the early hours of day, just before the first light. 5:00am in the waking hour with a misplaced sky full of morning glow. 'A bright sky?' I thought to myself as the sleep slowly faded from my vision. Nothing was right. "Salvation, My lad! Salvation at last!" The Preacher's excitement ment nothing to ease my confusion. The darkness that should have blanketed the last remaining minutes before the sun would begin its journey to light the way of our days was obscured by the smoke and fire of a city in flames. I wanted to ask for answers and reasons but the rush to save life, preferably my own, crashed the idea out of my head and we were off. Through the dark alley where the preacher and I had made our homes for recent weeks, up the busy streets as all the families and fellow loners made an escape from the fire. The screams and shouts of confusion and terror clouded my voice as I yelled out to The Preacher, "What happened!? Where did this disaster breathe life!?"

We made it outside of the city and took rest on a hill to watch the dance of the flames do away with the crooked towers of Symetrius. It had been so long since I made this place my home and it was the sorrow of watching everything I had come to accept from such devices burn and become ash in my sight, in my heart, overtaking me now. It was saying goodbye to another piece of the person I had shaped with time and tested action. The Preacher smiled and walked closer to me with words in his eyes. "I know it seems bad now, Lad, but you should count your blessings to this moment." I understood his intentions with that statement but I could only see the questions I needed answering. "Preacher, can you tell me why this happened?" "I don't know, Boy. Perhaps the shadow of our own pity grew too strong to allow us a place to hide." I tried best to understand him. "I don't know why you came here, Lad. But I do know that you are not the same person anymore. Time has given you the gift of change. But the question is, did you change for the better?" I had no answer to that. I only knew, at that moment, I would change yet again...

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"Wake up, Boy!" The Preacher shouted in my ear at the early hours of day, just before the first light. 5:00am in the waking hour with a misplaced sky full of morning glow. 'A bright sky?' I thought to myself as the sleep slowly faded from my vision. Nothing was right. "Salvation, My lad! Salvation at last!" The Preacher's excitement ment nothing to ease my confusion. The darkness that should have blanketed the last remaining minutes before the sun would begin its journey to light the way of our days was obscured by the smoke and fire of a city in flames. I wanted to ask for answers and reasons but the rush to save life, preferably my own, crashed the idea out of my head and we were off. Through the dark alley where the preacher and I had made our homes for recent weeks, up the busy streets as all the families and fellow loners made an escape from the fire. The screams and shouts of confusion and terror clouded my voice as I yelled out to The Preacher, "What happened!? Where did this disaster breathe life!?"

We made it outside of the city and took rest on a hill to watch the dance of the flames do away with the crooked towers of Symetrius. It had been so long since I made this place my home and it was the sorrow of watching everything I had come to accept from such devices burn and become ash in my sight, in my heart, overtaking me now. It was saying goodbye to another piece of the person I had shaped with time and tested action. The Preacher smiled and walked closer to me with words in his eyes. "I know it seems bad now, Lad, but you should count your blessings to this moment." I understood his intentions with that statement but I could only see the questions I needed answering. "Preacher, can you tell me why this happened?" "I don't know, Boy. Perhaps the shadow of our own pity grew too strong to allow us a place to hide." I tried best to understand him. "I don't know why you came here, Lad. But I do know that you are not the same person anymore. Time has given you the gift of change. But the question is, did you change for the better?" I had no answer to that. I only knew, at that moment, I would change yet again...