Maddi Davies

“The Giver, Reimagined”

The sky and scenery a blur, details unaligned and sporadic. Different tones of greys and blacks. The mostly dull atmosphere radiates cultural assimilation with a monotone lifestyle/society. The outside ground not a paved street or dirt path, but appearing as a long wooded top table(-ish), the wood planks seemingly going on forever. Colours unclear but still acknowledgeable. As the planked path proceeds on, closer becomes a lone peculiar tree, perviously unnoticed. This unidentified species of tree completely colourless, all except for it’s scattered pears and brightly emphasized red apples, bleeding out their once shades. It’s fruit looking as if they were weeping off con-formalities, creating a hundredth monkey effect. The once fatalism reality encrusted with individuality, freedom, and choice.

“In Catastrophe, There Is But One Room”

Each room furnished with cataclysm and tribulation. Centuries ago, beauty and innovation had decorated the majority of the building’s rooms. Now rot festers while dust bunnies are what’s left thriving.  Out of the hundreds of rooms, one room stood above the rest. Instead of tattered wallpaper there were healthy trees and colourful jungles painted across each wall, reflecting was lies inside them. Flowers in bloom every day of the week. In the corner was a jukebox that played every symphony, musical and classic rock song. It’s beat echoed the room. The walls were littered with the most creative and inspiring works of art, both old and new. children of blues, reds, yellows, and greens frolic about without a fear in the world. A large window overlooks the entire area, bringing upon light and weather on those inside. In the trees are books of all genres. The scientific books teaching us about the wonders of life, and the history books telling us what shaped us. Food was always available, no being went hungry. The water is clean and fresh, and the air is endless. Vegetables can grow high and mighty. The animals go about their natural course in a space that grants them life. If life catches distress, the room’s inhibitors work together to set things right. One moment inside will bestow you a life worth living forever.