Oppression

“This is it…this is the end. I will never glow again.” Lumma said sadly as she sat down and looked at the starry expanse of their universe.

“You just never believe your time will come.” Artnar added as he too stared off into the distance.

“You two are acting like you received a death sentence.” Onju said.

“Think of it as being called up to the big leagues.” Nanuk added.

“Yeah right…we are so beautiful, we shine, we glow, we radiate, we illuminate and are so bright and energetic here. Once we leave do you know what they call us?” She asked. “Well, do you?”

All three of her companions looked at her with their expressionless faces.

 “When we leave, we are nothing but a fucking shadow, a dark area produced by someone else as they stand in our beloved sunlight…we will be oppressed and then on days when there is no sunlight, we won’t be anything at all.” 

from Drawlloween by Brian Luong https://www.instagram.com/artofbrianluong/