Free ~ Range
“Red had worked the edge for some time. He wondered if the slightest vibrations of passing vehicular monstrosities might be the key, and he soon deduced that eventually he might just rattle himself free from the blackened industrial abys.
Ever so slightly he rattled himself unnoticed for years...
Ever closer... Closer... Closer...
He could smell the sweet sunshine breezes wrangling themselves inbetween the twisted crevaces... See tips of mythic verde life strands flowing freedom as once told by the Iron Elders... Believing the hopeful myth with all his rustic might and with every fiber of his battered being... He longed to know.
One day... he would know the truth... One day... he would bust out of the darkened corrugated hell in a steely fury and into the free range light.”