“It is my alma mater.” the pride and loyalty in his voice was evident.
“Mine too. Why are we turned away from each other?”
“We’ve to guard the allocated space as loyal soldiers. Directions can be different.”
“Are we committed to the same cause?”
“I guess so …. Yes.”
“Then why not fight together?”
“Fight …. Against whom?”
The flag fluttered a little more, and shook up the net. The soldiers were alerted, and dug in to their positions again.
The sky reassured the flag,
“Don’t worry. They will never know who their enemy is. My vastness will always give them a new space to protect, a new canvas to write a new story, a new mission to embark on. I’ll keep them busy, while you rule the world.”