Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction 3 2018 | Page 102

no longer my brother, not since I was banished. The further I ventured into this nightmare, the further I
wandered through this corridor of solitude and despair. The more the truth came, that I wasn’t finding hope
or life for myself but for my friend, Abuss. “Get up Abuss” I ordered. He rapidly sprung to his feet and was
ready for another day of this journey which seemed to cover up months of my short life.
Once again we set off into the West, the decalescent sun hitting us with rays of golden streams of
light raining over our burnt heads. The sand made way for our feet like the grains of sand parted like a
crowd to let us travel through the vast desert. As the day slowly ticked away into afternoon and then to
evening, I tried not to take any notice that my legs were shaking, trembling in front of this vast pile of sand,
in fear and fatigue. “I can’t give up,” I whispered to myself as my brain slowly began to shut down, my
knackered legs gave in and crumpled till I hit the ground with a colossal thump. All that I saw was darkness,
an abyss of darkness.
I awoke several hours later. My eyes just started to flutter open as I readjusted my view of where I
was. I quickly discovered Abuss by my feet, his silky golden coat was now drenched in sand. He had
become as haggard as I. Soon after my dwelling over Abuss, I came to realise a tree towered over me. My
teeth started to rattle to a point where I thought they would pop out of my mouth. Over the journey I
almost forgot the luscious smell of the emerald green leaves sweating water from the bottom of the dense
earth. Then it hit me - if there’s water, there’s life. My heartbeat began to race, flying through my chest
with joy. We started to sing and dance. I slowly brought my leg down to the ground then put my mouth to
Abyss's flipped ear and whisper, “The journey is coming to an end.” I rapidly scoped the vast wasteland with
caution not leaving a stone out of my view, till I stopped spinning my head. A smirk emerged from my face.
“We found it!” I chanted. In the distance stood a fortress, a city, a village. I could not comprehend this
miracle but all I knew was that it was beautiful.
Our legs began to churn into a run. The closer we got, the more this place revealed itself. Camels
carrying cargo from all directions funnel