The hoarse cry pierced the midday summer skies shattering the calming ambiance of the woodlands. To a novice it was probably a wolf mangled by a trap, to ears attuned to nature Martin knew it was no wolf, but the cries of a soul trapped by tightening jaws of a convoluted mind the body could not comprehend.
“Grandpa what was that?”
“It’s probably a wolf caught in a trap.”
“It came from there.” He pointed to the building across the river.
How do you explain to a child that sometimes the mind runs amok ravaging the body unto anguish.
“You will never find the real truth among people that are insecure or have egos to protect. Truth over time becomes either guarded or twisted as their perspective changes; it changes with the seasons of their shame, love, hope or pride.”
― Shannon L. Alder
“Our society tends to regard as a sickness any mode of thought or behavior that is inconvenient for the system and this is plausible because when an individual doesn’t fit into the system it causes pain to the individual as well as problems for the system. Thus the manipulation of an individual to adjust him to the system is seen as a cure for a sickness and therefore as good.”
― Theodore J. Kaczynski
Written for Friday fictioneers a writing challenge hosted by Rochelle. The picture was provided by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields and the task is to write a 100 words story inspired by it. Thanks Rochelle for hosting the challenge. Thank you for stopping by… do click on the link to read other stories.