I know I said I'd lay off the angst, but…it's 9/11. I needed to say something.

At first there was silence.

And then there was not.

A crash, then smoke and screams.

The sun so cheerful.

The shock of it didn't set in.

Until the next one hit.

That's when he noticed.

A jarring pain in his legs.

He stumbled—and fell.

Moaning in pain.

Something exploded in his heart.

And then his leg snapped.

Tears ran down his face.

Not from pain.

Not from fear.

From anger and sadness.

They were dying up there.

And he was down here.

His other leg snapped.

He sobbed.

A burn appeared on his arm.

No.

No…please no.

His eyes found his towers.

His beautiful towers.

His pride.

But they had fallen.

There was panic.

And people screaming.

And his world fell

A

Part.

…*sob*.

This is my shortest chapter ever, but I think it's my most powerful.

IceEckos12