Fragile Snow

The City Below I walked through the messy crowd, struggling to push past the waves of people. Their eyes glued to the glass ceiling that lay above them. Shadowy footsteps imbedded on their grim faces. They desperately clawed at each other trying to push their way into the massive tower that led to glass ceiling up above. The rich fellows looked down from up above laughing as usual. Horses spiked hooves sunk deep into the glass, as guards carried prisoners to the tower. Skyscrapers ascended even further past the distant tower, their foundation standing on top of the glass ceiling casting massive shadows on the dirty ground below. Sunlight struggled to make it’s down to our grimy city. The few rays that were able to shine through had a faint tinge of warmness which was drowned by the wintry air. Church bells rang through the city skylines, forcing their way through the spotless glass ceiling, until the damp sound finally managed to reach us. The uniform footsteps above us stopped in unison, turning to face the white cathedral which laid at the edge of the city. Everyone’s eyes became glued to the pristine cathedral. Long slender pillars held the massive building up. Hints of gold, lined the pillars, highlighted by the glimmer of sunlight. A massive balcony protruded outwards from the cathedral, overlooking the glassy structure below. The city above went quiet as they all, stared up at the spotless balcony. Suddenly a red gauntlet emerged outwards addressing the crowd below. The people above bowed their heads, intently listening to what the Savior was saying. A muffled voice demanded the people’s attention. “Why don’t you pray along with them, Oh Holy One” Edern said in a sarcastic tone. “Yeah, yeah. That was a long-time ago”. I said trying to move past the embarrassing subject. “Nonsense Hans. You were so devoted. It was honestly inspiring.” Edern continued slightly chuckling at the torment he was causing. “Will, you shut up.” I replied with a venomous hiss. “Oh no, please forgive me. I didn’t any harm by it”. Edren got onto his knees his dark black hair dirty by the same ground he pretended to pray. His furry grey jacket was tattered allowing for splintered strands of fur to chaotically escape their confides. The very bottom of the jacket was tinged with dried mud. Erden took a deep breath forcing his head upwards, as he stared at the protruding balcony. “OH, DEAR SAVIORS, can you FORGIVE ME for my blasphemous deeds? I have DEEPLY and TERRIABLY hurt Han's feelings. Blah blah. You’re amazing and all of that other stuff. Oh shit, I almost forgot to thank Lady Fortunate. Eh whatever”. Edren got up from his mockery of a prayer and dusted off his dusty black pants which complimented plain red shirt. “Are you stupid!! What if Lady Fortune heard you?” I asked in a quiet whisper. “Oh, come on man. So what? What is she goanna do? Come down here and throw us out. People up there don’t care what we think.” Edren said with a bored expression. His brown eyes surveyed his surrounding, stopping to stare at the massive pile of people that attempted to head into the tower. “Are you serious? More newcomers. They better hide before the branders get a hold of them.” Edren said smiling at the newcomer's ignorant actions. I could understand how they felt though. It’s a different world from up there but no one makes it out of the tower. “Hey, did you manage to catch anything good from the shop.” Edren asked. “Yeah, I got us a few pieces of bread and some vegetables. I’ll make a soup or something.” He looked down with a disappointed expression. His nose scrunched up as he tried to muster up crocodile tears. His smooth and soft skin was dirty and bruised. "Did you get into another fight?” I asked. He looked up, stopping his attempt to muster up tears and looked at me with a dumbfound expression. “Noooooo, actually I went through the tower. Survived that part. Went all the into the cathedral and then fell down a flight of stairs after having tea with the survivors.” I felt the begins of a migraine begin to form, but I decided to along with his woeful tale. “Did you actually? No way!! What did they say? Wait I think I can guess. Wait, give me a minute.” I put up my finger stopping Edren from continuing his idiotic tangent. “I think almost have it. Oh yeah! They must have told you that you’re moronic.” Edren fell to the ground. He writhed in pain pretending to be hurt, grasping at his heart. I sighed in annoyance. “Yeah, real funny Edren. Can you get up? Samuel is going to get mad if we’re late again.” Half begging Edren to stop being such a bother.