1 [1] cloud eating the land

The summer sun is my enemy more than the landlord or insects and weeds, It burns my skin stings.

Sticky sweat dripping from hair hit my blue eye, I wiped my tiredly face with the back of my hand , Breath as if the air gone, my back so wet, the cloth's attach a skin, but slave warden on horseback yelled at my thin figure.

I startled and quickly grab the hoe and plow them again.

I can't stop my hand.

The other serf hurriedly raised their hoes above their heads and threw them on the ground.

It's lucky we still have a food , Most of us in Lord Alexer's farm think that hardship is better than starvation.

but...

i'm not think right that.

Twenty years ago my mother died because blood loss while giving birth and my father died in the plague two years ago.

I feel alone.

I only born to farm and follow the orders.

So the daily routine is just waking up, working, eating and sleeping before I wake up to work again and again.

this life is boring more than the life of bug.

My little happiness is just being able to take a deep breath and look at the sky, Watching the birds fly around.

The work in the fields was so heavy and my body almost fell apart, but I got used to it.

Two hands holding a hoe, continue the war with the soil, If I'm slow, I'll be hit again by a whip from a horseback.

The more I get hit is more I get hurts and the more tired its becomes, If I don't save my energy, my body will gain more patterns.

I think everything is so boring.

I felt my life could do more than this, ... work or be labor for them , But I don't know what to do.

Many serf said that it's good to be a serf because serf have food to eat, they do not have to starve like free man who are hard to earn and no work to do.

So we will obey the landlord and continue to work hard until the end.

but...

something inside of me need to explode.

I've never been as tamed as them.

They said I'll stop thinking about to doing other things and be, because our lives are destined to atone for sins by slavery.

While I was working

I see many clouds move like strangely.

The first time I saw it was beautiful.

White clouds surround the sky like a giant wall the sun heaven shine on above it.

I wish the wind blows it this way because shade is a one of our luck.

The wind blew, my hair fluttering backwards.

I lifted my hand to cover the dry leaves that swooped in the wind, My wet cloth made body cold.

The workers drop the hoe and stop hand like me.

We look at the big cloud.

Immediately, The horse was skittish, It raised it's feet and screamed in fear of what is coming.

Gigantic clouds, moving like titan in the sky, were crawling to eat and engulf us.

I had never seen a sight like this before, so I stood and watched for a long time.

The wind was so comfortable even though it was very strong.

leaf and grass blow all around.

People panicked when they saw a huge storm approaching.

The warden's horse instinctively ran away, But the serfs did not take that opportunity to escape because they are tamed, they are follow the warden.

magnificent cloud impassioned me.

Dozens of trees were pulled out by the storm with their roots fly in the air, The workers' wooden houses were torn to pieces.

I suddenly realized that I had to flee, But my legs couldn't any move.

escape?

I don't know where to escape.

Every day I suffer the question in my head,Why I only live to serve the god and landlord?

why do i have to live to atone for my sins and karma?

If I intend to work and follow the next test. Will I be able to go to heaven?

I don't understand or am I a fool? but If the god punishes us with endless sins I don't have any freedom at all, Even with my many questions

Why can I just surrender? Why should I be repent of the things I didn't do?

Why did the king and landlord make me pay? Even though I just want to choose and live on my will.

The storm in front of me was getting closer and closer.

I never felt alive in this cage. I've spent twenty years here. Doing the same thing over and over again, never once my heart pounded like this.

In my eyes.

The storm in front of me is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen in my life. It swirled, controlled the sky, obscuring the sun.

It is the master of wind and clouds.

Outside of the land that I can't get out Are there many such beautiful things?

Just staring, I fell in love. in love that storm And I can't take my eyes off it.

My legs bring me to the strom. Soon the wind blew my body up.

This is the first time I've felt so comfortable.

when I flying.

I flew along with the workers' houses. spinning in the spiral of the wind.

The screams of the tiny people below made me laugh,They run like ants into the gates of the city wall.

The splinter cuts into my arm and bleeds. The view I saw was blurry, my head was spinning, Then it all was obscured by clouds.

I spin up to the top of the storm through the fog to the sky, the sun shines on my body.from cold to warm again.

The view above the clouds makes everything look small.

The blue-red horizon imprinted on my eye. I just realized that the earth is curved like an orange.

Suddenly tears flowed.

I cry a lot.

Mountains,field,forest,flocks of birds

This is the first time that I can feel the freedom.

I smiled so wide, my eyes narrowed when look up.

I reached out to the edge of my hand.Five fingers want to grab the bright sun.

Sunlight penetrates through my thin fingers.

It gradually became further and further away.

before my body falls.

*thud

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I felt myself again in arms of someone and that was the first time I met his eyes.

the son of the wind.