Hello there y’all… I got tagged in this word tag by @chraneness. Thanks for that dude
The words were- fire , water, food and train.
The heat was sweltering. He pushed aside another falling shelf, distantly feeling the sting of a burn on his palm.
Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exha-
Leo coughed out.It was getting harder to breathe with each moment they spent in the building. Leo knew they had to get out in the next five minutes before the either one of them would collapse of asphyxiation. He knew he was in for a load of trouble from the boss once they got out. The protocol strictly forbade sharing air with anyone. The wet cloth nose piece he’d put over his mouth was doing nothing to keep out smoke as he helped the girl out of the flaming apartment. He watched her stumble, her face obscured by the oxygen mask she wore. His mask. They ducked falling debris and hurried down the north side staircase stumbling blindly through the smoke.
Leo felt dark spots dance in his vision as they crossed the corridor. His legs felt heavy as they pushed through the last door. He felt the cool night air hit his face as strong arms took the girl from him and his knees finally gave out.
He fell into darkness with only a single voice ringing in his ears, a constant mantra in his head, a tear strained face of a desperate woman begging him…
“Please my sister- she’s in there, please help her! She has lung cancer. Please save her. “
You see, when you came from a big joint family, food was one of your least worries as a child. They’d been well off, in a nice house with her grandparents and her mum and dad along with three of her siblings and their cat ‘Manu’. Food had always been in abundance. They nearly always had a full table with steaming dishes of rice and khubz and fish and gravy and sabzi and Kheer… all exquisitely delicious with only the best spices and herbs.
Ten year old Tania had never had to really worry of what prices her father paid for the candy or the shawarmas she loved so much. She’d been naive enough to never worry of empty wallets or heavy debts.
That was all before the war.
The war took from them more than they could afford to loose.
Her grandparents, her house, her older brother, her school, her freedom, her innocence, her naivety.
And they lived with it. They endured their loses and continued living. Well, everyone else did. Mama told her to believe and have faith, that there were better days to come. She told Tania to hold on to faith and hope.
And she tried. She really did try to listen to mama.
But sometimes, in the cold winter nights, huddled between the reminants of her family in the little tent they’d been offered at the border, her empty stomach cried louder than her heart did.
The sea had always been her friend. The water, the waves all her constant companions. It was where she’d played with her dad as a kid. It was where she had her first kiss. It was where she’d gone on dates. It was where Jared first proposed. They’d gotten married at the beach.
The water here was her friend.
At least that’s what she’d believed until now.
Because what friend would so cruelly take your 3 year old child’s life.
Ward threw a punch to his opponent’s stomach only to have it blocked. He feigned one to the right only to get blocked again. Something wasn’t right here.
His opponent was masked. His only visible features were dark eyes and dark hair on pale skin. He was dressed in black head to toe in a leather suit.
“Who are you?” He breathed out as he blocked a blow to his ribs. “How are you fighting like this? Who taught you?”
He felt his leg give out as the man kicked his knee, and before he could say anything else, he was on his back a dagger to his throat.
They were both breathing hard. He knew this was possibly how he met his end. Yet he couldn’t stop searching the dark eyes of his opponent, a feeling of familiarity In his bones. “Who are you?”
And then the weight was gone.
“Why Ward.. I’d expected some recognition-”
the voice breathed out .And then in a swift flash the mask was ripped off to reveal the face of… his once best friend.
“-After all we did train together for five years…”
This is my first actual writing.. I’ve written before ofcourse but this is the first time I’m posting fit the first time.. thank you for that…
This was definitely fun to do.. so I’m gonna give a few more words. They are - friend, breathe, fly and swim.
Have fun.. I’m new to tumblr and don’t t know anyone.. so I’m just returning the favor and tagging @chraneness …
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