Monologue Lord Of The Flies
One: Get her away from here!
Amanita, Chief of Derora has 48 hours to publicly hang herself or the entire planet of Derora will face the wrath of the Fowls.
I crumple the note in my fist. Dried crimson holes replace her eyeballs, multiple slash marks cover her abdomen and chest and her limbs are scattered around her body. She lost her chance to be loved by her people. But did she also become the lord of the flies?
The space surrounding the body becomes desolate as I saunter towards the dead decaying soldier. I inch closer and closer to the body unfazed by the hideous sight. Sadness, grief, shock are foreign emotions to me.
Numbness turns to anger, and I glare at the lifeless soldier. These Fowls have lived up to the animals they were born to be. Cunning like a fox and sinister like an owl. They have the audacity to threaten my planet. My Home. How dare they murder one of my people and drop them from the sky like a toy! No. I will not allow this. They will not use my devotion to my planet to threaten my people, my family, my daughter! …show more content…
Don't make eye contact. Don't even look at anyone. Take Avalon to her room. She is all the matters at this moment. Your daughter is all that matters right now. I chant in my mind as I speed away from the explosion of anger in the crowds. I must get her away from this mess.
Avoid everyone. I whisper as I enter the Capitol building into the Main Hall. Winslow and my mother along with the other members of the council bombard me with unwanted advice. Get out of the way! The group becomes a crowd and I find myself pushing through.
“Don’t you dare do it. Don’t give in. We will find another way.” Winslow said as he came in front of me. I push past him.
“Amanita! Say something!” My mother
Amanita, Chief of Derora has 48 hours to publicly hang herself or the entire planet of Derora will face the wrath of the Fowls.
I crumple the note in my fist. Dried crimson holes replace her eyeballs, multiple slash marks cover her abdomen and chest and her limbs are scattered around her body. She lost her chance to be loved by her people. But did she also become the lord of the flies?
The space surrounding the body becomes desolate as I saunter towards the dead decaying soldier. I inch closer and closer to the body unfazed by the hideous sight. Sadness, grief, shock are foreign emotions to me.
Numbness turns to anger, and I glare at the lifeless soldier. These Fowls have lived up to the animals they were born to be. Cunning like a fox and sinister like an owl. They have the audacity to threaten my planet. My Home. How dare they murder one of my people and drop them from the sky like a toy! No. I will not allow this. They will not use my devotion to my planet to threaten my people, my family, my daughter! …show more content…
Don't make eye contact. Don't even look at anyone. Take Avalon to her room. She is all the matters at this moment. Your daughter is all that matters right now. I chant in my mind as I speed away from the explosion of anger in the crowds. I must get her away from this mess.
Avoid everyone. I whisper as I enter the Capitol building into the Main Hall. Winslow and my mother along with the other members of the council bombard me with unwanted advice. Get out of the way! The group becomes a crowd and I find myself pushing through.
“Don’t you dare do it. Don’t give in. We will find another way.” Winslow said as he came in front of me. I push past him.
“Amanita! Say something!” My mother