Welcome to Gaia! ::

City of Half

I had walked into the green towering city, hoping for a warm welcome; a sanctuary from the chaos. But what I found was devoid of the happiness I had felt many years ago. The city seemed to be drained of all sound, much like the surrounding world that I had been forced to scavenge upon for many months. From the grass covered street sides, to the clear, glassy riverbed, my findings gave me only an outline of what other horrors would come from this seemingly human-less earth. It was a nightmare, densely infested with the monsters that had generations before taken our world: The Demi. To say that they, the Demi, are Terrifying Beasts from the depths of hell’s darkest corner is a complete overstatement. They are only surviving, is what I think. But I guess that we humans thought that we were all that deserves the gift of survival.
I step gracefully on the soft, rich grass covering the once black city streets. The overflow of vegetation seems to have taken the nameless city into a withdrawal; this city belongs to nothing else but the swaying grass sprouting under my feet, and the Demi. I hear wind echoing through the city street ways, encompassing the dense metropolis with a cool wave of soft pleasure. For mere seconds I take in the beauty of my surroundings. To my left is an old deep-brown tree. It creeps up the side of a nearby building, creating a brown ladder perfect for any climb. The tree must hold secrets, I think, looking at the tall, noble trunk and ending at the tallest tip, where a single leaf clutches on for dear life. The tree’s roots sprout out of the ground in weaving puzzles that flows like worms struggling to break free from its twisted mass. I follow one root that weaves in and out of the rest, and breaks away towards my direction, until it braches off under the thick undergrowth. I continue to study the tree, which leans on a short thick red brick building. But my eyes can just barley tell the texture of the structure because of the dense moss that creeps up the side and continues up the building until it spills over the top. My eyes lead my head to the street in front of me. I see a long winding street, said once to harvest thousands of humans scuttling around like mindless ants on a once dark black street. Now I see no others. I only see the light pleasant green of the plants sprouted from the ground underneath my feet. Past the winding streets, I see the bottomless blue sea: a first for my novice eyes. But the sea is blended with the light vibrant blue sky, a tranquil sight. Immense white clouds innocently drift over my head, and into the never-ending distance. My eyes lead me only yards in front of the nearest building, where a lone bus sits still and quiet, its rusted cover overwhelmed by moss and vines, which sprout light pink daisies. The sight of this bus gives me a slight chill that pulses through my body, making me shiver with a disconcerting sensation. To break away from this vision, I look to my left, where no buildings stand, but pure a river, completely clear; almost crystal like. It flows to the rhythm of the wind, making my environment seem almost too synchronized.
But my observations are cut short by a low howl that emits from an unknown section of the city. The howl echoes off the tall structures that once made up the earth. But the echo does not cease, but instead triggers a seemingly endless wave of similar wails that continue to ripple from one building to the next until it passes by me and overwhelms the urban town. And all at once, they cease. I no longer hear the soothing whistle of the winds, or the rustle of grass, but only the deep silence that surrounds my body, and of course my heart, which beats louder than any amount of wails put together. And in one short instant, just quicker than one of my thundering heart beats, a figure leaps from out of my field of vision and swiftly lands in front of my tattered body. I am completely still, because their world is much darker than mine: complete darkness, for all Demi are blind. The beast is very human-like in shape, from its slender hips, to the tight, oval shaped head, but the contents of the skin were very different. Sprouting from its back was deep green grass, almost hedgehog-like in shape. It had light green moss sprouting in small pockets on it chess down to its thin, boney legs. Vines connected from its ears to the top of its moss covered claws that clacked together hungrily. Its legs were bent down in a defensive position, and its torso hunched out towards my body where it sniffed in quick puffs the area around it. It’s completely grey eyes widened as his moss-covered head slowly sniffed its way in my direction. It backed off worriedly, and then swiftly sprinted away; it ran with its legs spread far apart, like an awkward monkey dance. But my inside laughter had relief only lasted a few seconds. Only after I had noticed the towering shadow that edged over my body did I become still again. And I suddenly know why the Demi ran away. There must be another Demi behind me. But by the gigantic hunched shape of the ominous shadow covering my body, I could tell that this was no ordinary Demi.
I slowly turn around, and face the hunched figure silhouetted against the cool sun. Blue sky outline the colossal figure’s body and rays of light reflect off of its undergrowth covered back. Too petrified to move much more, a small trickle of sweat inches down my quivering face as the nine foot figure quietly raises its hand in a fist until its grassy arm is motionlessly hanging directly of its grass covered head. I smell a sharp, grimy stench of moss, and a tear formats at the corner of my light blue eyes. I am thinking of the end. At this point, all hope is lost, and although my body has endured an endless amount of battles, I still am thinking that this moment in time is the end. The creature lifts its head up, just at the right angle where I see its aged gorilla shaped head. Blades of grass poke out of its slit shaped nostril, and it grunts heavily and shakes its head, unleashing a furry fury of dark green grass shaves. I am sensing no hint of either fear or anger emitting from this monstrous being, but instead a deep wave a mercy and kindness sweep over me as I stare straight into its noble grey eyes. Though it is blind like all Demi, I know that it can sense the immeasurable amounts of fear that charging through my body. It lazily drops its raised fist, letting its head fall back down towards the grassy street. I haven’t seen before in my life a Demi this merciless and innocent, as well as wise and intelligible looking as this one, I think, as the gorilla shaped Demi trots back to wherever it had came from. All I see is its wide hunched back, covered in puffs of dark green flowers as it turns the city corner, and leaves my plain of vision.
I suddenly realize that I have no more time to take in my surroundings, because again I hear the startling echo of the earlier Demi. It rings through my head, nearly splits my skull as I start to run away to escape this beautiful Demi infested city. I leave the calming sway of the wind, and the flow of the crystal river, as well as the haunting bus, and the wise Demi, which I quickly and motionless salute as I exit the metropolis, and sprint into the oblivion of the world around me: The over grown world that used to be ours. Mine. But now it belongs to something else, and I can barely accept this. I clench my teeth, and continue to run with wind.

Yes! Mission complete! I ment this to be overly descrpitive. My L.A. teacher assigned us with this descriptive essay, but unfortunatly I wasn't able to bring it in the day we were pere-editing, so I decided to post it here.

But I get what you are trying to say with the part at the end where it seems as if the main character no longer accepts it. so thank you for the critique! I value every word of it!!!