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When I was a little girl, I went to church. Our church was an illegal one: the building was unregistered.

We would sit on the benches made from stolen floorboards and listen to a man dressed in black as he read us tales of angels coming to save righteous men from evil, their swords clean and their trumpets blaring.

The man dressed in black was old. He was sick. His Bible was missing pages.

One day in March, my mother turned to me and said clearly, "Masha, I want you to remember something for when you grow up." Maybe she knew she was dying. "God loves murderers."

I just looked up at her, thumb in my mouth. My mother was still a beautiful woman. She was young when a man at an after-riot party had given her a child inside of her, a bruise on her face, and a few kopeks for her trouble before running away forever.

So I watched the dirty gray sunlight washing through her sickly blonde hair, watched it illuminate the dark hollows of her eyes, watched her face, and asked, "Why, mama?"

She ran a finger across her rosary, counting the beads. Maybe conversing with saints, maybe worrying about rent. I could never tell. "Because there are too many people on this Earth, so He needs a way to get rid of some."

She knelt so she could look at my eyes. "Masha, we are like rats everywhere. Rats in cages sometimes eat each other, or they trample each other. Or they chew the cage to bits."

I knew the principal of this. We lived in Moscow. Even then, we drowned in the desert of tired, dirty people walking the subways and alleys and roofway levels every day.

I tried to make sense of her words with all of my four-year-old heart. "So then God, He doesn't love rats?"

Mama gave me a hug, the corners of her eyes crinkling and her eyebrows arching up in a painful smile, and picked me up.

"Oh, Masha, no. No, He loves everything. But especially murderers."
This one's set way in the future, when the Earth is even more ridiculously overcrowded than it is now.

Also, I'm not actually Christian. Or, obviously, Russian. Or from the future. But you probably knew that.

EDIT OH GOD DD. I haven't checked this account in so longgg I can't even respond to all this oh god

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Given 2013-01-10
Rats by ~blue-isotropic is an intriguing twist on the dystopian genre. Suggested anonymously. ( Featured by neurotype )
Sigma-Echo-Seven Featured By Owner Jan 11, 2013  Student Writer
Interesting concept. Definitely poignant in its own weird way. Well done!
machmaste Featured By Owner Jan 10, 2013  Student Writer
This was awesome and deserves all the praise it was given by those who read this before me. ]:)
Kanjimaru67 Featured By Owner Jan 10, 2013
Wonderful setting and dialogue! A well-deserved DD!
NekoNekoGirl997 Featured By Owner Jan 10, 2013  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Congrats, and good job.
bryosgirl Featured By Owner Jan 10, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Very deserving of a DD. :D Despite the short length the piece feels complete and still conveys so much ambience.
MichaelSchwob Featured By Owner Jan 10, 2013
This is beautiful (: Deserves to be daily deviation!
Artisamystery Featured By Owner Jan 10, 2013  Hobbyist
this is really good! so simple
Nullibicity Featured By Owner Jan 10, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
This is so beautifully written and so beautifully expressed!! It was such a pleasure to read (:
Mjolnir13621 Featured By Owner Jan 10, 2013  Student Writer
You could've set it during the Cold War and it'd still be pretty accurate. The Soviet Union outlawed all religions.
bryosgirl Featured By Owner Jan 10, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
I was thinking the same. :)
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