Short story - My City, My Master by Traian Badulescu

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Traian Badulescu

Short Stories

- Loneliness (a neverending fairytale)
- My City, My Master

My City, My Master
by Traian Badulescu

Page 7 of 7

It wasn’t the Hell, but they didn’t feel good.

They heard some metallic sounds.

- If you want, you will leave there. We can finish it up to tomorrow. We impatiently wait your story.

Dave yelled to Angel.

"To finish WHAT?"

They reached a place between a lot of trees, called by the new people "clearing". There, some solid men built something from wood. David and Angel asked themselves what did these massive wood pieces meant.

Finally they realized. It was a… building. These men BUILT IT!

David and Angel were completely shocked. A building that seemed with their ex-masters, but very small compared to Them. But a building. And… it was created by people! All their landmarks were over passed. They couldn’t understand the new world. The new people didn’t have masters. And they built the buildings. No! Impossible! Something Hell-ish was there.

David and Angel started to run back, to the edge of the forest.

Anyway, the City was their world.

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