Night soon arrived and the corrupted bustling of the city reduced drastically, only thieves and guards were found anywhere on the now dangerous streets, since at times like this did the crime happen.
Deep inside the city, in a shop. Several men, women, and children lay inside cages. Their hands are tied to their back with the chain trailing from their necks to their feet.
Their bodies were scarred from wounds they gad acquired from their masters. They lay helplessly. The next day was the biggest market day in the city. A day that would define their future.
Among them was a young man. Black hair, and red soft eyes that spoke greatly of his innocence. He was tied next to the old man, struggling to withstand the cold of night. He stayed out silently watching the moon through a hole in the metal wall.
The back of his throat burned as tears stung in his eyes. In a hoarse and gravelly voice, he whispered. ”W..why me? ”
Since his birth, his life had been in the hands of others. It was his life yet he had no right to make a choice for himself, whether he lived or died was decided for him.
”What is your name child, ” the old man asked. Opting for small talk to get the young mans mind away from his troubling thoughts.
The old man had been through that many times. It wasn new to him hence he wasn as scared as the young man seemed to be.
”A..Adnan, ” the young man spoke not getting his eyes away from the moon.
”Can I offer you some advice, Adnan? ” the old man inquired. Adnan nodded his head. Not that he thought the advice would help his case. He was a slave, no advice in the world would change his destiny. ”Don hold expectations. It will hurt more if you do, ” the old man advised.
Adnan blinked. His attempts to stop the tears in his eyes from flowing down his eyes failed immensely. He closed his eyes, he crossed his fingers.
He didn worry about where he ended up or with whom. Adnan hoped wherever it was, the people there would have the decency to treat him like a human being.
They shouldn treat him like an object. To be seen and not heard. To be spotted around and not felt.
It was his one desire. Adnan prayed hard with all his might to the moon. For it to grant his one wish and save him from monsters that existed in human form.
He feared he was way too fragile for such cruelty. The old man watched him, other slaves his age were weeping and crying aloud. Yet Adnan hadn opened his mouth except for the one whisper he heard from the male.
It hit him his cruel the world was. Teaching young people how to hold their voices. It was hard for him to watch it, being as helpless as Adnan, he turned his eyes away.
Adnan masked out all the sounds around him. He created a bearable illusion in his mind to get his mind out of his present situation.
He imagined standing in a field, staring at the free birds flapping their wings in the clouds above him. The chains in his hands were good bangles, ones that shimmered with the rays of the sun. His hair was combed in place with a crown on his head.
He wasn a king of a
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