It started out as such a wonderful day.
I had been chosen from 26 other candidates to become one of our great and powerful leader Atahuallpa’s servants. It was the proudest day of my life.
And then the soldiers came.
Dressed in foreign, thick armor and babbling in some different language, they entered our great city during a ceremony. Atahuallpa treated them with the same courtesy he would anyone else, demonstrating the great charisma that made him such a wonderful leader.
A short man in some useless robes came up and offered a box to Atahuallpa, talking in some strange tongue the whole time. At least these strange people knew enough to bring gifts. I watched as our Master inspected the box. The man then started to reach forward…was he trying to touch the almighty one? I started forward, but before I could act, Atahuallpa showed great kindness and pushed the man’s hand away. To lay a hand on the king was a grave mistake, and he had just saved this man’s life by diverting him. Oh, if I was only half the man that he was!
The man looks angry as Atahuallpa opens his offering. It is filled with…paper? What a pathetic offering! Atahuallpa flings the unwanted thing away from him, and rightly so. The man throws a fit, and I feel sorry for him. It is not his fault he is so ignorant. Wait…
The men surrounding us are attacking! I must save the king. I rush to his side, watching as my brothers are slain mercilessly by these, these savages! They have not evolved from the fish they came from! I come closer to Atahuallpa, only to be knocked to the ground by their filth. They, they are taking him! I can do nothing. I feel so useless. I can only watch as my people are killed by these demons and piled up. Pandemonium surrounds me, as villagers are knocked into each other and rendered unconscious. It is a good thing I have a secret spot, one where I have watched Atahuallpa’s great ceremonies from afar. Because otherwise, I could not tell you this story.
And tell you of the one they call Pizarro, who ruined my very life.
I had been chosen from 26 other candidates to become one of our great and powerful leader Atahuallpa’s servants. It was the proudest day of my life.
And then the soldiers came.
Dressed in foreign, thick armor and babbling in some different language, they entered our great city during a ceremony. Atahuallpa treated them with the same courtesy he would anyone else, demonstrating the great charisma that made him such a wonderful leader.
A short man in some useless robes came up and offered a box to Atahuallpa, talking in some strange tongue the whole time. At least these strange people knew enough to bring gifts. I watched as our Master inspected the box. The man then started to reach forward…was he trying to touch the almighty one? I started forward, but before I could act, Atahuallpa showed great kindness and pushed the man’s hand away. To lay a hand on the king was a grave mistake, and he had just saved this man’s life by diverting him. Oh, if I was only half the man that he was!
The man looks angry as Atahuallpa opens his offering. It is filled with…paper? What a pathetic offering! Atahuallpa flings the unwanted thing away from him, and rightly so. The man throws a fit, and I feel sorry for him. It is not his fault he is so ignorant. Wait…
The men surrounding us are attacking! I must save the king. I rush to his side, watching as my brothers are slain mercilessly by these, these savages! They have not evolved from the fish they came from! I come closer to Atahuallpa, only to be knocked to the ground by their filth. They, they are taking him! I can do nothing. I feel so useless. I can only watch as my people are killed by these demons and piled up. Pandemonium surrounds me, as villagers are knocked into each other and rendered unconscious. It is a good thing I have a secret spot, one where I have watched Atahuallpa’s great ceremonies from afar. Because otherwise, I could not tell you this story.
And tell you of the one they call Pizarro, who ruined my very life.
1 comment:
Hey Gabby,
You looked pretty at the dance see you on monday.
-Daniel
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