Saturday, November 30, 2019

Time War 2

Mina stood in the crowed dark yellow hallway with her siblings, well some of them.
Another group of people passed them headed for the back of the line, which was so far back Mina couldn't see it anymore.
It also didn't help that the hallway was sloping down, so everyone naturally leaned closer together.
"How much longer?"
Mina leaned away from the group of people trying to get a view of the front of the line, but couldn't really see anything past the open room right before the dining room.
Where the two lines headed in opposites directions crashed together in a boundless sea of people.
"Can't really tell."
Mina answered her youngest sibling and only little brother Dennise.
He was usually a well-behaved eight-year-old, but he had also been standing in line for a good five hours.
And the line didn't stand still long enough to justify sitting down. The best Dennise could do was to lean against a wall or be carried by one of his brothers.
Mina turned back to the front of the line and with it, her longings to be in the dining room.
Not just for the food they where handing out, but also because in the enormous dining was four seven-foot tall windows that sometimes on stormy days like this one was, would have their blackout curtains tied back, and passers-by could actually see the outside city, or what was left it.
Mina wasn't old enough to remember a time before the war.
But both her parents and grandparents were, and had brought her and her sibling up with stories of a time before it.
Days where you could go outside, days when buildings had lights 24 hours, and grown-ups had jobs that had nothing to do with hurting other people.
The line moved a couple more steps forward, It wouldn't be long before they reached the open room.
Mina's oldest two brothers Silas and Marshel joined them with their grandfather.
"Looks like we arrived just in time."
Mina nodded at her grandfather before her older sister Hope looped her arm with his.
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As Mina finished her story of the newborn child in a manger, her sisters started to sing Silent night a song their parents had taught them as kids.
The world that had fallen silent for the story now grew even quieter as even natural stopped to listen.
Before long, tears were forming in everyone's eyes.
As the Landfill family came to the end of Silent Night, they easily lunched into Oh Town Of Bethlehem.
And with the first verse a brave German soldier climbed out of his trench with a white flag in hand, ignoring all his friends and comrades yells to come back as he walked slowly through the land untouched by human feet for more years then he had been alive, he stooped and grabbed a stick before tying his white flag to it, and once he reached the center of the empty war-torn field he stabbed the stick/flag into the ground and waited to see what happened.
On the other side, a Japanese soldier climbed out of his trench and slowly made his way to the German soldier and his white flag, after him, many followed, to the point when the Landfill family finished again there wasn't a single man still in their trench.
At that moment, a general bust into the broadcasting room, the Landfill family all crowed together the older brothers in front of their sisters.
"You six!"
The general yelled before storming toward them
"Yes, sir....."
Randel asked shakily.
"Can you continue doing that?"
"Singing, sir?"
Hope asked from behind Randel and Buck.
"Yes, can you sing anything else?"
The kids nodded before the general nodded and crossed his arms, Then gestured for the kids to start again.
Which they did after a shacky start people started to recognize the next song was The Frist Noel, the few people who knew the song sung along with now turned all the way up radios.
While those around them traded Christmas gifts of chocolate, cigars, and alcohol.
All around the world, the war stopped never to start again because, for the first time in almost 100 years, the people of the planet earth had something to believe in; they were united underneath one song, one holiday, and most of all, one name Jesus Christ.

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