Story impulse writing

Ukko

For here I come to kill the rotten heart.
"I figured it out."
He came walking down the stairs of the palace.

Police cars surrounded the place long before.
Huge light´s lit the way he walks down.
Men armed, looking terrified at one guy, one guy alone.
And all he did was walking down those stairs, these stairs.
After every step he took the stairs got stained, stained red.
But the only thing he did was keeping going further down the stairs. Laughing. Crying.
Shouting out: "I figured it out! Are you happy now? HaHahAHa No??"

"What did I do wrong? What is it I can´t do? Why me?"
He was more talking to himself then anyone else, but he kept looking.
Looking deep into these eyes.
One of the officers quietly gave orders to the standing around officers.
A sharp, still rather hollow look into this direction.
Silence.

"It´s the human mind. That´s the cruelest thing on earth."
Another laugh. But this time way weaker.
"THe mind, lying to us. Giving us all the hopes, these cruelties we can do."
A small break.
"Fantasy is the worst. Letting us live out all we wish, but still cursing us to never achieve these things. How cruel."

"How could you live on with that knowledge? How couldn´t it break you?"
He´s leaping forwards.
The police officers gathering anxiously.
"How??"
He looked with pleading eyes. Somewhat tired eyes. Or hurt?
No answer came.

"I see."
The only thing he got across his lips dryly.

He looked up the sky.
A single tear running down his cheek.

WIth one loud drumbeat he disappered.
It sounded like the last tact of an opera. Not a happy one.
It sounded desperate.
Desperate?
How could a single note sound desperate?

The police officers started a search for him.
Afterall it´s imposible that someone could just disappeare like this.

But something told them, they wouldn´t be able to find him.
Ever.



Small note: I would be happy about feedback. And I hope you could enjoy it. xD
 
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