Described As Clouds: The Vivid Things
Kindled Whistles (Apollo)
Described As Clouds: Chapter 3- Kindled Whistles (Apollo)
The mysterious train stopped right in front of the four of us, the screeching halt could probably be heard from miles. A tall, mustached and bearded man came out of the train, greeting Duke.
"Ah, Duke! I see you've brought your friends!" it was Mr. Locks, Duke's Father. "Hi, dad." Duke replied.
"Do you want to go on another train ride, Duke?"
"Yes."
"Well then, let's go!" we all went on board, and the boy Sierra's been waiting for what seemed like forever was sitting there, to the far right of us.
"Harris! It's you!" Sierra ran to him and probably hugged him as tight as he could, for he let out as short but distant squeal.
"Nice to see you too, Sierra." Harris smiled.
"It's been forever!"
"Yeah, I know." He adjusted his glasses soon after Sierra's sudden embrace.
"You said you were coming, two days ago."
"I missed my train, and yesterday I was so tired I decided to stay home." Harris said. Avery pulled me away before Sierra could reply.
"Is everything okay, Avery?" I asked. She was looking worried.
"I'm afraid of heights, remember?" she held on to my arm when she was scared. I held her back, and kissed her on the forehead. Everything became quiet, even Duke. The bridge that supported the train seemed to go on for miles, and I would be here, holding Avery. Strangely, the lights started flickering. It eventually went out and we were only left with the moonlight, reflecting on Avery. The train stopped. We stood there, all silent, waiting to find a reason the train stopped. But that reason never came. Instead, a humongous gust of wind approached the right side of the train. All the windows were open, and blew the train off the tracks. We fell, about 200 feet off the ground. We crashed into what once was a forever silent lake.
I held on to Avery's hand the whole time we fell, and Sierra probably held on to Harris's hand. By the time crashed into the still lake, all of us almost drowned. Avery was still holding on, clinging on for survival. Everything was so abrupt. All I remember was letting Avery go into an opening I saw, through a window. I was going next. I looked back and I saw Sierra reaching out for Harris's hand as he drowned, deeper and deeper into the lake. The only people that made it out were me, Sierra, Avery, Duke, and Mr. Locks.
"NO! HARRIS! Harris…" those were the last words I heard before I completely lost conscious, knowing Avery was still hanging on.
The mysterious train stopped right in front of the four of us, the screeching halt could probably be heard from miles. A tall, mustached and bearded man came out of the train, greeting Duke.
"Ah, Duke! I see you've brought your friends!" it was Mr. Locks, Duke's Father. "Hi, dad." Duke replied.
"Do you want to go on another train ride, Duke?"
"Yes."
"Well then, let's go!" we all went on board, and the boy Sierra's been waiting for what seemed like forever was sitting there, to the far right of us.
"Harris! It's you!" Sierra ran to him and probably hugged him as tight as he could, for he let out as short but distant squeal.
"Nice to see you too, Sierra." Harris smiled.
"It's been forever!"
"Yeah, I know." He adjusted his glasses soon after Sierra's sudden embrace.
"You said you were coming, two days ago."
"I missed my train, and yesterday I was so tired I decided to stay home." Harris said. Avery pulled me away before Sierra could reply.
"Is everything okay, Avery?" I asked. She was looking worried.
"I'm afraid of heights, remember?" she held on to my arm when she was scared. I held her back, and kissed her on the forehead. Everything became quiet, even Duke. The bridge that supported the train seemed to go on for miles, and I would be here, holding Avery. Strangely, the lights started flickering. It eventually went out and we were only left with the moonlight, reflecting on Avery. The train stopped. We stood there, all silent, waiting to find a reason the train stopped. But that reason never came. Instead, a humongous gust of wind approached the right side of the train. All the windows were open, and blew the train off the tracks. We fell, about 200 feet off the ground. We crashed into what once was a forever silent lake.
I held on to Avery's hand the whole time we fell, and Sierra probably held on to Harris's hand. By the time crashed into the still lake, all of us almost drowned. Avery was still holding on, clinging on for survival. Everything was so abrupt. All I remember was letting Avery go into an opening I saw, through a window. I was going next. I looked back and I saw Sierra reaching out for Harris's hand as he drowned, deeper and deeper into the lake. The only people that made it out were me, Sierra, Avery, Duke, and Mr. Locks.
"NO! HARRIS! Harris…" those were the last words I heard before I completely lost conscious, knowing Avery was still hanging on.