Cassia's Mind

I think about him often; the way things used to be.

Like back in the borough when we would meet on the hill,

And share our words.

Nobody knew and I liked it that way.

Our forbidden words were heard only by us.

No officials listening in or ports hearing our every breath.

Just us.

I miss that as I run to find him,

It feels like I have been searching forever and I am growing weak,

Though I will only show my strength.

But I think Indie knows.

She’s been watching me closely.

I can tell she sees there’s not much of me left.

But I have to keep going; I need to find Ky.

Out here in the Carving he is all that I can concentrate on.

I see his face in my mind every morning I wake up,

And I remember the feeling of his hand embraced in mine.

His words soft as I think back to the hill once more.

The further we walk, the less signs of Ky we find.

But I can’t lose hope;

Not now, we have come too far.

I keep my head up and fake a smile to Indie.

We walk through the Carving, searching but seeing too much.

Surrounding us are bodies.

Dead, burnt, unrecognizable.

I can’t help thinking that maybe one of these are Ky.

What if he didn’t make it?

I know that he’s strong, but the enemy is stronger.

They have guns and what did Ky have…

Nothing.