The heavy base is the first thing I hear as I approach the Pit. Its beats are heavy, pounding loudly in my chest, coarsing through my whole body, the deep noise filling my ears and defeaning me, reaching from my head to my toes where it seems to shake the earth. I realise that the volume is louder, there are more voices and shouts--meaning more people--and there is a bright buzz of happiness and energy in the air. Whatever is happening is a special occasion, and I pick up my pace to reach the enterance to the wide cavern.
A purple light passes over the opening, filling the dark tunnel I hurry down with a deep purple blaze, the walls and floo
All Fall Down -Erik/Charles- Ch 1 by calceil, literature
Literature
All Fall Down -Erik/Charles- Ch 1
The wall existed since before the Troubles had started. The wall was the symbol, the ultimate representation of the differences between them and us. They are the normal people, the humans, those who are considered to be superior. Then there are us, the mutants. We have abilities, we can do things that the humans can only dream of, which is why they fear us. They hate us.
Everyone remembers the horrors of the past, remember what the Nazis did to the people of Europe who were different. Apparently, they learned the wrong message. They have singled out the mutants, round them up and lock them away beyond the wall. I've seen people; my students
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