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Distinctively Visual Creative Writing

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Dappled rays of sun warm their backs of cold stone as they descend slowly into their sea of green. The sight opens a door that lets as many questions as there are blades of grass in the field these figures populate. The longer you look at it, the more flecks of wonder flit before your eyes, disappearing before you’ve even started to ponder their possibilities. At first, I thought they were marching – a band of soldiers, or perhaps workers. A crew pushing their way deep into the earth to some destination, that nestled into the depths there was some unseen purpose.
As I had to begun to settle upon this, the details sprung forth. These men have no tools. Nothing to distinguish them from one another, nothing to truly connect them. Their eyes …show more content…

Their features are not marked with determination. Their minds have not set out ahead of them. Instead the stone that has been hewed to form their faces displays nothing. They are blank, emotionless. A tired vacancy dances behind their eyes. An aged friend - a hallmark of understanding. Then I finally took in the background. Seeing the rock wall that birthed them pushing its way out of the very ground they are entering, I understood.
These men are not marching deep into the earth on their own accord, they are trapped in an endless cycle. As soon as they are carved from the mass of stone, they begin. They are gliding uniformly down towards the equalizing force, heat. A heat that makes it home in the center of the earth. Heat that will gently dissolve their features like a frost on windowpane kissed by the warmth of the morning sun. As they near the end, their rough edges will soften, and their blank faces will be wiped clean. They will join the pulsating mass of fiery rock that makes its home deep below our feet. They will churn in the dark belly of the earth for ages, perhaps. Eventually they will be forced upward, back to the field from which they came. As they rise they will cool, harden, reaching the surface as the cold, unflinching rock. They are ready to be carved

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