100 WC Week 1 - A Free Man

Like the gates of heaven the doors opened and, after a wait of twenty seven years, a fresh breeze caressed his ageing face.

He was ready... ready to be freed... ready to return a leader.

Anticipation building, the sun glared down, as spectators waited for his return. Cheers were heard for miles as they chanted his name, "Mandela!"

The clock struck three and there he was, a ray of light in the storm. The hustle of the crowds disintegrated as he casually walked among them, making his way to the balcony.

And then the noise stopped. He stood, above his audience, no longer prisoner 46664.