Things I Have To Do.

Pripyat Soul · 01-26-2011, 09:14 PM

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The man answered his question, but it only raised another. Pripyat was in Ukraine. In Europe. Next to Russia. None of these words meant anything to the boy, who had no use for the titles humans had given to landmasses, as if they owned them and could label them. Could claim them and split them up and draw invisible boundaries as if they meant something. As if they could make new places out of the one and only place that had existed long before they ever had. Planet Earth. What more was there than that. And yet all Pripyat could say was "Where is Europe?" fully expecting the answer to only confuse him more.

The man was patient and answered the other questions Pripyat threw at him. J'adore meant love and he was building a scarecrow for a friend. Without thinking, again showing how sheltered he was or rather, how little concern he had for human concepts that had nothing to do with his life now, his voice called out again, hoping the man wasn't growing weary with the seemingly endless inquires Pripyat came up with. "What’s a scare crow? Why would you want to scare off the birds?" Wouldn't it be easier to hunt them if one didn't scare them first? If they just crept up and hunting them?

And yet Pripyat continued looking, paying close attention to the demonstration J'adore gave with the pipes, clanking them together to produce a loud metallic sound. Rummaging through more discards materials from a world Pripyat would never experience firsthand he came up with another steel square pipe and two round ones, although one was heavy and perhaps made of lead. Clicking the three of them together as J'adore did he found the last one did not produce the same kind of sound and he discarded it, looking at the growing pile of chimes that had collected. "How many do you need?" And then his mouth snapped shutting, realizing he had yet again asked another question.

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