God's Head

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god's head is laying in the bushes at the feet of her old stone feet [img[images/head.png]] it seems all ignore her, as she ignored us in our hour of need although she isn’t deserving I talk to her anyway I approach the once-mighty head and ask “So is this all that’s left for you? laying, shattered and broken where you once stood with glory, decomposing are you waiting for something? will you rise again or is this your eternity?” and gods head barely glanced to my direction and said <span class="god">“oh, a human? I almost thought your kind is gone by now”</span> ignoring all I asked, she continued <span class="god">“none of you visit anymore and I cannot look at you from far and above like I used to do before I was left lying in the dirt”</span> she blames the humans, this I know, for breaking her and leaving her damaged and alone “she deserves this” my grandmother always says “and even then a life long of shuttered loneliness is not enough to punish her for all she has done” [[<⏁>]]

I am a young resident of a [[a small beach town]] [[a village hiding in the forest]] [[a city inside the kingdom walls]]

the town might be small but it’s my home the land is sand and water, the air is always salty there are plentiful of boats at the docks swaying from side to side I used to be happy, we all were food was always plentiful, our houses stood steady there were people from newborns to elders going around smiling in the streets and at the edge of town, where the beach almost ended, stood a giant stone statue surrounded by well kept bushes the top of it was so high you could barely see its face and on certain days the face would disappear behind the clouds she was our god we would give her gifts consisted of crafted decorations, precious stones and the tastiest of dishes and she took them for herself, and watch us from above we thought she was watching over us, protecting us but now we all know she was looking down on us unfortunately, we found it out too late [[when the food supplies run thin|f1]] [[when the sea started rising]] [[when the sandstorms started]]

the village might be small but it’s my home the land is mud and grass, the air always smells of rain there are plentiful of wood catwalks attached from the tree tops expanding the village upwards I used to be happy, we all were food was always plentiful, our houses stood steady there were people from newborns to elders going around smiling between the trees and at the center of town, where all roads lead, stood a giant stone statue surrounded by well kept bushes the top of it was so high you could barely see its face and on certain days the face would disappear behind the clouds she was our god we would give her gifts consisted of crafted decorations, precious stones and the tastiest of dishes and she took them for herself, and watch us from above we thought she was watching over us, protecting us but now we all know she was looking down on us unfortunately, we found it out too late [[when the food supplies run thin|f2]] [[when the trees started dying]] [[when the heavy rain wouldn't stop]]

the city might be huge and my community small but it’s my home the land is stone and dirt, the air always smells of spices from the large amount of diffrent stalls in the merchant area I used to be happy, we all were food was always plentiful, our houses stood steady there were people from newborns to elders going around smiling in the streets and at the entrance of the town, by the giant iron gates, stood a giant stone statue surrounded by well kept bushes the top of it was so high you could barely see its face and on certain days the face would disappear behind the clouds she was our god we would give her gifts consisted of crafted decorations, precious stones and the tastiest of dishes and she took them for herself, and watch us from above we thought she was watching over us, protecting us but now we all know she was looking down on us unfortunately, we found it out too late [[when the food supplies run thin|f3]] [[when the earth opened]] [[when the rain stoped raining]]

the sun burned hotter with each day and the water rose by the inch the huts by the shore got swept into the sea and the docks disappeared beneath the waves we were [[scared|s1]]

the sand covered each and every house even seeing and breathing became an unbarable task the strong winds swept people off their feet it felt as if we were getting buried alive we were [[scared|s2]]

so we approached our god and asked “Please, oh mighty one standing steadily high please help your loyal worshipers in our hour of need save us from this cruel circumstances we find ourselves in” and god barely graces in our direction and as if stood still as if nothing was said so the people repeated “please our dear dear god, help us we might not survive long without your help” and god stood quietly still no prayers, pleas, gifts, nor sacrifices pressured god to move or answer as the shoreline and the town borders gets indistinct from one another and fear turned to [[anger|a1]]

water replaced our air pleading turn to screams gifts to hard work tools they struck down god with hammers and pickaxes and hoes swords and chisels and even big sticks any tool that might hurt the stone god and god stood still and god broke down and god lay there [[shattered|sh1]]

the people of my town left, fled to a place where the water is the source of life instead of being the end of it and they left god behind but I came back, now in front of her so I could [[finish what my people started]] [[apologize for what my people did]] [[say goodbye one last time and never think of her again]] [[ask “why?”]]

it is futile to try to get any thing out of her she will always ignore our pain, our questions, our pleas she will always see herself as beyond our human worries her fate consists of laying here until something changes maybe someone new will find her maybe the forces of nature will move her at least her fate would be it if I didn't decide otherwise I took tools with me, not unlike the ones my people used when shattering her the first time I swang the tool above my head and brought it [[down]]

she never did help us nor listen to us but she never said she would she saw our blind worship just as that as us worshiping her greatness the tall stone statue so high and mighty its top would disappear in cloudy days so strong and sturdy even when people tried to break her part of her lived on in front of me is what is left of her and I must wonder "is she to blame?" and I must answer "no" and I must tell her [["sorry"]]

[["goodbye"]]

I ask "why?" after all we did for her all the worship, gifts, love and devotion she refused to listen to us she refused to help us she left us to die and suffer under the worlds wrath even when we did nothing to anger it why, why, why and as her characteristic dictates she continues to [[ignore]]

the rot below the bark started showinga and the catways at the tree tops collaped day by day all were wary of the world around us as the same things that once were our walls threaten to crash us we were [[scared|s5]]

the water covered each and every house even seeing through the pour became an unbarable task the rain mixed with the ground and every step was in slippery mud it felt as if we were getting drowned alive we were [[scared|s6]]

the once large herds of crabs, fish, and sea birds dwindled the crops went dry the people were famished each of us a skeleton with only skin on their bones we were [[scared|s3]]

the once large herds of birds and mammals dwindled the crops went dry the people were famished each of us a skeleton with only skin on their bones we were [[scared|s4]]

the once large herds of crabs, fish, and sea birds dwindled the crops went dry the people were famished each of us a skeleton with only skin on their bones we were [[scared|s7]]

the ground shook and opened up our steady homes swayed and the street floors crambled the walls of the kingdom came crashing down it felt as if the ground tried to eat us alive we were [[scared|s8]]

the sun burned hotter with each day and the water would not come as people, crops, and plants became dry as bones as all alive threaten to wither and die we were [[scared|s9]]

sand replaced our air pleading turn to screams gifts to hard work tools they struck down god with hammers and pickaxes and hoes swords and chisels and even big sticks any tool that might hurt the stone god and god stood still and god broke down and god lay there [[shattered|sh2]]

so we approached our god and asked “Please, oh mighty one standing steadily high please help your loyal worshipers in our hour of need save us from this cruel circumstances we find ourselves in” and god barely graces in our direction and as if stood still as if nothing was said so the people repeated “please our dear dear god, help us we might not survive long without your help” and god stood quietly still no prayers, pleas, gifts, nor sacrifices pressured god to move or answer as the sand rose and the ground reached the rooftops and fear turned to [[anger|a2]]

the people of my town left, fled to a place where the ground wasn't trying to bury us where we stood instead being safe and solid and they left god behind but I came back, now in front of her so I could [[finish what my people started]] [[apologize for what my people did]] [[say goodbye one last time and never think of her again]] [[ask “why?”]]

so we approached our god and asked “Please, oh mighty one standing steadily high please help your loyal worshipers in our hour of need save us from this cruel circumstances we find ourselves in” and god barely graces in our direction and as if stood still as if nothing was said so the people repeated “please our dear dear god, help us we might not survive long without your help” and god stood quietly still no prayers, pleas, gifts, nor sacrifices pressured god to move or answer as people were devoid of any nourishment and fear turned to [[anger|a3]]

air replaced our food pleading turn to screams gifts to hard work tools they struck down god with hammers and pickaxes and hoes swords and chisels and even big sticks any tool that might hurt the stone god and god stood still and god broke down and god lay there [[shattered|sh3]]

the people of my town left, fled to a place where the animals were plenty and crops would grow instead of the barren land on which we stood and they left god behind but I came back, now in front of her so I could [[finish what my people started]] [[apologize for what my people did]] [[say goodbye one last time and never think of her again]] [[ask “why?”]]

so we approached our god and asked “Please, oh mighty one standing steadily high please help your loyal worshipers in our hour of need save us from this cruel circumstances we find ourselves in” and god barely graces in our direction and as if stood still as if nothing was said so the people repeated “please our dear dear god, help us we might not survive long without your help” and god stood quietly still no prayers, pleas, gifts, nor sacrifices pressured god to move or answer as people were devoid of any nourishment and fear turned to [[anger|a4]]

so we approached our god and asked “Please, oh mighty one standing steadily high please help your loyal worshipers in our hour of need save us from this cruel circumstances we find ourselves in” and god barely graces in our direction and as if stood still as if nothing was said so the people repeated “please our dear dear god, help us we might not survive long without your help” and god stood quietly still no prayers, pleas, gifts, nor sacrifices pressured god to move or answer as people were devoid of any nourishment and fear turned to [[anger|a7]]

so we approached our god and asked “Please, oh mighty one standing steadily high please help your loyal worshipers in our hour of need save us from this cruel circumstances we find ourselves in” and god barely graces in our direction and as if stood still as if nothing was said so the people repeated “please our dear dear god, help us we might not survive long without your help” and god stood quietly still no prayers, pleas, gifts, nor sacrifices pressured god to move or answer as the world collaped around us and fear turned to [[anger|a5]]

rot replaced our trees pleading turn to screams gifts to hard work tools they struck down god with hammers and pickaxes and hoes swords and chisels and even big sticks any tool that might hurt the stone god and god stood still and god broke down and god lay there [[shattered|sh5]]

the people of my town left, fled to a place where the trees could once more be part of our life instead of being the end of it and they left god behind but I came back, now in front of her so I could [[finish what my people started]] [[apologize for what my people did]] [[say goodbye one last time and never think of her again]] [[ask “why?”]]

so we approached our god and asked “Please, oh mighty one standing steadily high please help your loyal worshipers in our hour of need save us from this cruel circumstances we find ourselves in” and god barely graces in our direction and as if stood still as if nothing was said so the people repeated “please our dear dear god, help us we might not survive long without your help” and god stood quietly still no prayers, pleas, gifts, nor sacrifices pressured god to move or answer as the world tried to drown us in mud and fear turned to [[anger|a6]]

mud replaced our air pleading turn to screams gifts to hard work tools they struck down god with hammers and pickaxes and hoes swords and chisels and even big sticks any tool that might hurt the stone god and god stood still and god broke down and god lay there [[shattered|sh6]]

the people of my town left, fled to a place where rain could be a blessing instead of a curse and they left god behind but I came back, now in front of her so I could [[finish what my people started]] [[apologize for what my people did]] [[say goodbye one last time and never think of her again]] [[ask “why?”]]

[[CRACK]]

the cracks on her skin get bigger [[CRACK|c1]]

another hit and more of her crambles down [[CRACK|c2]]

a hit after hit after hit a crack after crack after crack a stone by stone by stone till noting is left but [[dust]]

If something of her is left a piece of body, a trail of comsius, even a single thought you do not care as for all you can see she is [[gone|end]]

-End- the diffrent paths and endings aren't that diffrent if i'm being honest this is a short "game" (?) which was made for the "I can't write but I wanna make a story" jam the theme was lost, which I interpeted into "losing faith" due to a random doodle in my notebook kinda really didn't this whole thing by the halfway point but felt like I had to finish it for the sake of finishing. this is technically my first twine game so yeah felt like a bunch of pretentious writing :/ hope the next one is better anyway I mostly make art instead of writing, if you wanna see more of that try finding me on instagram @the_finel_count_dan or on twitter @FinelCountDan

crackes replaced our steady ground pleading turn to screams gifts to hard work tools they struck down god with hammers and pickaxes and hoes swords and chisels and even big sticks any tool that might hurt the stone god and god stood still and god broke down and god lay there [[shattered|sh8]]

so we approached our god and asked “Please, oh mighty one standing steadily high please help your loyal worshipers in our hour of need save us from this cruel circumstances we find ourselves in” and god barely graces in our direction and as if stood still as if nothing was said so the people repeated “please our dear dear god, help us we might not survive long without your help” and god stood quietly still no prayers, pleas, gifts, nor sacrifices pressured god to move or answer as the world deprived us of the basic source of life and fear turned to [[anger|a9]]

air replaced our water pleading turn to screams gifts to hard work tools they struck down god with hammers and pickaxes and hoes swords and chisels and even big sticks any tool that might hurt the stone god and god stood still and god broke down and god lay there [[shattered|sh9]]

the people of my town left, fled to a place where the water was plenty for all instead of being the end of it and they left god behind but I came back, now in front of her so I could [[finish what my people started]] [[apologize for what my people did]] [[say goodbye one last time and never think of her again]] [[ask “why?”]]

"sorry" I say as if she would listen whether she did or didn't I'm not sure it would matter I hope she did I hope she knows I don't blame her for what happened to my people I hope she forgive our human actions I [[leave]]

I say she doesn't say it back I wonder if she ever even heard me but I will never know the truth the thought of her gave me great pain she gave my people great pain they decided to either hate her or forget her but hate is an exhausting emotion you have to always add fuel to the fire for it to carry on and I've grown tired whether I forgave her doesn't matter as I [[forget her|end]] anyway

I leave hoping the way we left her won't cause her farther suffering hoping none will find her and repeat our mistakes maybe she'll find happiness in her state, mayve she'll get better but I wouldn't be here to [[know|end]]

ignores my qustions ignores my presense she lays there is the bushes naer her feet looking away as if I don't exist sometimes I wonder if I exist in her eyes or if were all to her like ants are to humans this trip was futile the conclusion remains the same I will never get an answer so I [[leave|end]]