i'm bored. enjoy.


We huddle together closely in our predetermined groups while role call is taken. The faces of those in charge are wearing experssions to melt stone. Once in a while a whisper ripples through the croud, silenced quickly by glares. The clouds drift away from the moon revealing her yellow-gold orb. Watching us. Looking down on us, as though we are little children who have been caught misbehaving and are now about to be punnished. Role call finishes and we begin to wisper amongst ourselves. The alarm blares in the background; it hasn't been turned off yet. We wait. Wondering what is to become of us.

~Eleanor