Memories.
For long time, they've been fleeting.
I've been stuck in this god forsaken siding for so long. Tucked away for so long.
Has it been weeks? Months? Years? Decades? Maybe even a century. I do not know, nor do I even care at this point.
Ever since I plunged off that bridge, I've been left here, abandoned for the history books... if the world even knows I existed at all.
Why have I been abandoned here? I remembered wanting to be useful, a really reliable for my new home where at my old one I failed.
Perhaps I'm misremembering, all of it just an elaborate fantasy just to keep myself sane? No. They ALWAYS hated me. They preferred my brother. They ALWAYS wanted me to fail.
I WILL get my revenge. They tossed me aside, they always sneered at me. Soon I'll be the one to bring them their demise. It'll be ME.
They've come back for me. No, they only want my parts. No. They're taking me somewhere.
I'm in a workshop now, filled with all sorts of machinery.
I don't care for that. I'll play by their rules. And then I'll get my revenge. No more will I be a pawn.
NOT ME!
I will make them suffer. Even if it means taking out another... lesser engine, I will make my point!
Tarnished by men, I have been. No longer will I let them dictate me. I am...
Levi.
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Tarnished By Time
FantasyWritten for another writing contest, here is Tarnished By Time, a short story about a engine who falls into insanity by being neglected for so long... and about how he plans his eventual revenge on the world, through his own eyes of insanity.
