Utopia
Written by interest of the Thursday Scum Club.
"Utopia!" he tells his friends, as they laugh and nod and agree, to please him. "Utopia!" he insists to Pyotr and Pyotr raises his eyebrows. "Utopia!" he pleads with the people around him, who shake their heads and murmur, "Impossible."
"Utopia," he whispers to Sofya, and she lets him take her hands and explain it.
He's built his own Utopia on dreams and aspirations. He's built his own Utopia, and foolishly, he wants the world to embrace it.
Sofya is a good girl, who doesn't call him a fool or madman -- or even think him one. He can feel the invisible barrier people put up against him, but Sofya never uses it.
He tells the truth when Pyotr accuses her of thievery. In Utopia, one always speaks the truth. In Utopia, one is perfect. So in the end, helping Sofya is linked to Utopia. Everything is linked to Utopia. It is good.
So, "Utopia!" he calls to the world, his arms wide to embrace it, no matter how it laughs.
Chapter Two.
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