Hollow Conquest
A little green being hastily carved a triangular alien symbol into the rock wedged between his palms.
It was his conquest; his property.
Why are you marking the rock? said a boy with ebony hair.
It is mine. I conquered it. I rule its world.
The rock is not conscious. It cannot tell the difference between your palm and a mound of dirt. The rock belongs to no one; not even it's self. The rock lives in ignorant bliss as you waste your life away. It is yourself you are keeping behind bars. But you will stay there because it is all you know; you are afraid of the outside.
But what about yourself? You are afraid as well.
That is because you have always been to me as the rock is to you.
The boy turned on his heels and stepped away.
A/N: so who took the English regents exam:D lol I stole the fable from it and turned it into Zim and Dib xD
Disclaimer: I own nothing! Not even the story idea:D