@lotftober2024 Day 7: A View To A Death

@lotftober2024 Day 7: A View to a Death

im a day late (so sorry, i procrastinated </3), and i dont usually write and post it publicly, but i hope you enjoy ? :D

Ever since the news had been formally delivered, ever since the boys had been rescued from that island, a place that felt closer to Hell than anywhere else, they dreaded the concequences of their actions, the reality of their decisions. The ones with previously painted faces had been so confident and accepted that they were to live without true authority, that they could live without thinking of what they'd lost, and instead continue their version of adapting to the unfamiliar life they'd then lived, but now that they were on land, in a real society, there is no escape.

Like a cage stuffed of crows, the pews were filled with the black clothing of men and women in mourning, small children, fathers, mothers, aunts, uncles, and grandparents, all weeping for the loss of their family, their friends.

When it became time to do prayers, readings, speak to the families, the boys found themselves planted in their seats. The hunters, the boys that were previously one of the church's choir, felt the eyes of everyone and everything on them, even with the assumed protection of their guardians beside them, the felt the judgement, as if every living, breathing being had known just what they'd done to the two boys that were once one of them. Now that they were forced to revel in this reality, there were no more excuses, no self-proclaimed freedom, their fear of each other, the fear of the beast, turned into a fear of themselves, a fear of judgement, less of their peers, their family, but of the being above.

The older boys, especially the bigguns, watched the reactions of everyone around them uncomfortably. Unlike the littluns, they knew of their actions, any previous justification felt like childish nonsense in comparison to pain and guilt they now felt.

They robbed the world of its children, as well as themselves of their own innocence. Inside them, forever will the beast reside.

More Posts from Beachedlifeindeath and Others

beachedlifeindeath

7 months ago

when golding refers to jack as a little boy for the first time at the end of the novel i SOB i cannot take it. i could never EVER hate you jack merridew.

117 notes View Post

beachedlifeindeath

1 year ago

OW???????????

Jalph kiss headcanon:

So Jack and Ralph liked to take fire duty together at night so they had an exuse to talk at night. At this point Jack had known for a while that he had feelings for Ralph but he was desperately trying to ignore them because he knew that it was wrong for a boy to feel that way. The two of them were talking and Jack mentioned how he wished Ralph was a girl. Ralph was confused but was able to understand what Jack was saying. Jack new that he would never be able to love a boy back home so the island was his only chance. Without thinking he kissed Ralph. He immediately relized what he had done and began to freak out. He desperately tried to explain himself and apologize. Ralph remained quite and Jack took it as him being upset when in reality Ralph was just surprised. Jack continued to apologize and ran back to the shelters(he was crying while doing this). Ralph tried to talk to him about it the next day but Jack refused to talk about it. He started ignoring Ralph for like a week and when they finally went back to normal Jack would never bring that night up again. Jack had a cross necklace that he would sometimes wear but after a while he just stoped because it got in the way of hunting. After the kiss he started to wear it again. It reminded him that his feelings were wrong.

78 notes View Post

beachedlifeindeath

2 months ago