He was thirsty and distracted by it enough to think and miss the railing and get dragged under the wheels of the train. Had he lived, in less than a week he would've realized he didn't love her a bit.
"Runnin' for it, was he?" asked the yardmaster, picking bones off the track. "Happens all the time, happens all the time."
This really grabbed my attention. So much in so little. I think the best kind of writing has that quality. And we all can think of something that it reminds us of in our own lives. I love how open it is. Well done.
tragic, quite tragic, we do strange things, make terrible decisions, why did this happen to this man, we may never know (although you may know as the author) and yet we do not really know why all this happens, death etc.
Posted 9 Years Ago
9 Years Ago
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The dramatic tension, as it is, always is tragic, that is to say the element of such self-destructio.. read moreThe dramatic tension, as it is, always is tragic, that is to say the element of such self-destruction many of us have suffered through. That we find it in all tragedy, classic and modern, should be no surprise to us and yet it is often unexpected. This reminds me of Chopin's The Story of an Hour.
A man looses sight when he gets thirsty. Starts looking at the world through a toilet paper tube, sometime with the paper still on. Starving for something to quench his need; a self created one a that. Get caught up in a real s**t storm if you get thirst and blind in the same minute; lot of fast moving things out there don't much care for those standing still. Nothing like being thirsty will get you of track.