Revised Story

Enter a world with nothing but black, white, and shades of gray. The world is colorless and, in turn, almost completely lifeless. There are inhabitants though, and they all always stick together to support each other and hold tight to the little amount of life they have. The inhabitants are glass creatures, and they take many different forms. Some of them are artistically formed and sculpted into their current shape, others form from bits of broken glass, but what is important is that they all stick together and form a close-knit community. They do this by coming together in the middle of a barren field in a sculpture-like formation that mocks that of the individually sculpted pieces of glass. This sculpture is surrounded by rocks below to protect from invadors and those wanting to cause harm to the tightly-bound glass creature family. On one side of the sculpture lies a river, protecting the glass creatures from city-dwellers on the opposide side, and on the other side is a mountain range, providing even more protection. Inside the city there is violence and desperation, it is no place for a glass creature to want to live. When a glass creature is born here, the only choice he has is to get out and join his peers as quickly as he possibly can. That is where our story begins. A rock is thrown and hits a window of a building on the edge of the city limits, and the glass shatters and falls to the ground. From these bits of shattered glass a small and fragile-looking glass creature is formed. He can see the violence around him and also the glass sculpture out across the field, and right away he knows that he is to go to the sculpture and join the others. This is not necessarily what he wants to do right away because he wants to live life his own way and be an individual, but he knows he will be more help to the other glass creatures if he joins them. He begins his journey, travelling to the edge of town and beginning across the field. When he reaches the river, he feels as if he has met a great enemy, seeing as how the glass creatures don't like water. He must find a way across the river because he can't let it keep him from reaching his peers across the field. He is eventually able to find a wooden plank to place across some stones and, after a few tries, he makes it safely to the other side of the river. During this attempt to cross the river, the creature loses a few shards of his glass-being, and he feels almost incomplete, but he knows he must keep going towards the sculpture because it is nearly sunset, and there is no way for him to function after dark in a black and white world. He continues on with every strength of his being. When he reaches the rocks below the sculpture, he knows that all he will have to do is climb up them and find the perfect place to rest himself among his peers. The climb up the rocks is treacherous, but he finally reaches the top of the rocks and begins climbing his peers to find a place for himself among them. The sun is nearly setting, and the glass creature thinks he cannot reach his destination before it does set, but he finally finds his place with some direction from his peers. Just as the sun is setting, he places himself at the perfect location, and, without the glass shard that he thought he needed, the sun catches him at just the right angle to create a prism. The prism floods the world with color and life almost instantaneously. The creature has given new life and color to his world just in time for the beautiful sunset to be viewed by all the glass creatures.