"The sun itself sees not till heaven clears"
Sonnet 148
-William Shakespeare
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This is an idea for a piece that I had ages ago. I had been following asleep when this painful, intense, vivid, violent monologue ran through my head. It was wonderful, but by morning I forgot it and never addressed it. I finally got around to addressing it a week ago and here it stands.
Trapped frozen broken bleeding pain numbness dying nothing at all. All I can see is the look in his eyes just as the blade ran through me. It should have shown resolve, anger, peace, contentment, but the only thing there was pain. If he was full of regret then why did he leave me here to die? I am dying. That's all there is to it. It's foolish to use the last of my energy wondering why he did it. He did it. No questions. The hole in my chest is clear proof of that.
I hear voices. I can't tell where they're coming from, but I can't move so it doesn't matter. All that matters is that he betrayed me.
I know this won't make a bit of sense to any of you, but really it's just to show you a bit of what this story will contain. I also beg your pardon for my technical mistakes. I have no idea if what I wrote is actually possible for a car. And again I remind you, rough draft.
Headlights, vicious and bright like a pair of animalistic eyes darted behind her suddenly. The truck roared up on her tail threateningly.
Not my car. She thought venomously, switching into a higher gear. She hadn’t been this keyed up since before the accident. Her car purred anxiously, it hadn’t had the chance to show her what it could do since she rebuilt it.
Aiyanna had been too cautious.
In a few seconds the monstrous truck was far behind her she couldn’t help a “That’s right bitch.” mumble passed her lips.
A grin crept along her face as she sped past her house, the scenery changing in an instant from open fields to the towering trees. The adrenaline and the power itching under her foot swelled up inside her. She’d never felt so released from her own skin.
Aiyanna’s moment was ruined by the roar of the truck coming up behind her along with a number of smaller trucks appearing on either side from crossing roads.
She frowned, but didn’t look at them. She knew her attention belonged on the road, not on the imbeciles trying to run her off of it.
They hugged her on either side as the trunk once again closed in the rear. Aiyanna saw a turn ahead and she knew she’d have close to a split second to lose them before there’d be no escape of a collision.
Just before the road began to curve, Aiyanna hit the gas, nipping the front corner of the truck on the right as she turned. An almost nervous laugh escaped her as she came out of the turn and then she saw the animal waiting for her in the middle of the road.
She slammed on her breaks and the car fishtailed a full one eighty. It seemed to be watching her as she skid passed it a sinister grin along the entirety of its muzzle. She could have sworn it was laughing at her.
It was then that she felt what had been haunting her for more than a year. Her heart pounded in her head as the floating sensation of losing control of her car enveloped her. It was followed by the whip of gravity taking control and her head crashed a moment against her seat. The next second of Aiyanna’s reasoning would determine whether or not she made it out of this spiral alive.
Not this time.
Aiyanna gripped the clutch with both hands and threw her car into neutral, then slammed on her brakes. Her car cried out as if in pain as it continued to spin off the road and down the slope. It seemed a miracle when it straightened out and came to a ringing stop, the side inches from pretzel-ing around a tree.
The world seemed to tilt as Aiyanna’s breath slowed, sweat rolling down her face despite the chill. After a moment, she got out of her car stumbling as she went, patting it. “Atta baby.” She mumbled.
She expected it wouldn’t be long before the animal found her and she didn’t mind, though she’d have preferred the headlights of all those trucks peering down from the road at the scene. She was ready for a fist fight with Janna anyway.
Aiyanna should have known by then that hoping for anything never got her anywhere.
There was a number of low grumblings from the trees behind her and before she could react, at least five of the animals had to be surrounding her. The sky was dark in the absence of the moon and the headlights of the car were facing the wrong direction. She couldn’t see a thing.
Footfall. These were definitely human and they were right in front of her. Both people were silent. It would have been a stare down if Aiyanna could see.
Then Janna spoke. “Looks like you’re out of this race...slut.”
Aiyanna’s mouth was ready to fight back so she hardly felt the rock colliding with her head.
Aiyanna’s body slumped to the ground and Janna nudged the limp leg with her bare foot.
Luke sunk back into the trees on the other side of the road. Going in now would be too risky.
Aiyanna woke up to a crashing sound. The floor shook and dirt fell onto her face. She coughed and brushed it away, trying to sit up. She made it to her knees when her head spun. Hissing, she dabbed the back of her head, feeling a thick crust of dried blood in her hair.
A snarl erupted above her and she cringed in the dark, then remembered with a twitch Janna knocking her out.
The snarl turned into a yelp and a door creaked open above her and not much more light entered the room. Hurried steps came down a set of cement stairs and stopped on the last few steps. She could barely make out a silhouette that seemed familiar to her.
Without a word, the figure scooped Aiyanna off of the ground, and once they got up the stairs, she found that she was in Luke’s arms.
“Luke.” She started to whisper, but was stopped by his stern expression and clenched jaw.
She really didn’t understand what was going on and Luke being there made it even more confusing. She bit her lip, feeling like she couldn’t even ask, especially Luke.
He continued not to speak, or even look at her for that matter, as her carried her up the stairs.
The room above was just as dark as the cellar she had believed herself to be in. They didn’t stop on their way outside, and Aiyanna couldn’t bring herself to look back at where she had been. It’d probably be best left unknown to her.
She did look ahead, however, and saw that Luke was carrying her toward the same car that had been chasing her down the night before. If it had been last night; Aiyanna felt lost and out of sync with the real world.
Luke set her on her feet a moment, leaving one arm tight around her waist and opened the car door with one hand, then swiftly picked her up again and laid her in the seat. It would have been tender if his whole body hadn’t been so tense.
Aiyanna stayed still, not wanting to give Luke any reason to argue with her again. When he tried to get in the driver’s seat though, she found she needed to move and went to sit up. Luke quickly got in the seat, slammed the car door, and locked it. He then slowly put his hand on her shoulder and brought her down again, her head ending up on his leg, nearly in his lap.
“Don’t move and stay down…please.” Luke added on the please hastily after realizing his command had been pretty harsh.
Aiyanna said nothing and obeyed. He didn’t look her in the eyes and started the monstrous truck.
Luke started off to who knew where and Aiyanna stared up at him. The way his eyes and mouth were set made him seem much more serious and forlorn. Aiyanna didn’t like it. She preferred his smile. This expression didn’t suit him at all. It attempted to smooth out the natural lines of laughter in his face and turn them to stone and was failing miserably.
The truck rumbled and bounced along, and Aiyanna could only guess of all the logs and boulders they must have been going over.
She continued to study his face stubbornly, daring him with her gaze to look down so she could read his eyes. His eyes stayed straight ahead, but his tight mouth slowly began to loosen. She looked away frowning at his refusal to respond and situated herself a little more comfortably. Luke shifted his legs a little in response. So he was aware of her.
Aiyanna sighed a breath of warm air onto his bare leg and she felt his leg tense under her ear. She grinned, but before she could relish in her power the truck stopped abruptly.
“Stay here.” Luke mumbled and slid his leg right out from under her head and out of the truck.
Her head bounced down onto the seat and it rattled like a chair had just been pulled from under her and she’d fallen on the floor. The pain that had ebbed from earlier returned with a vengeance and she swallowed a bit of bile.
She waited for the spinning to stop, but continued to lay down. Luke hadn’t said that she couldn’t sit up and she wondered a moment if she should, but her throbbing head made the decision for her a second later. She closed her eyes and put her arm over them. A groan escaped her just as the car door opened again.
She didn’t move.
“Can you get up?” Luke asked.
She peeked one eye at him apologetically. “I don’t think so.”
He promptly reached in and scooped her up again.
This time, Aiyanna laid her head between his shoulder and neck, trying to relax against his warmth.
She was being moved into a Jeep and only after Luke had strapped her in, did he finally flash a small grin. No teeth showed, but it still made her feel like the Luke she had known hadn’t completely disappeared.
They continued bouncing and swaying along and Aiyanna held her head.
Luke was silent again and on a smoother period she turned to him.
“Are you not going to talk to me at all? Or tell me what’s going on.”
He gave her a hurt look, then shook it. “How’s your head feeling?”
“Terrible!” She said like holding her head this entire time hadn’t been obvious enough.
“Well,” Luke threw the Jeep into park, throwing them slightly. “Dr. Luke is in.”
He grinned, a bit of a dark humor in his voice.
Aiyanna’s stomach clenched and she watched him jump out of the vehicle turning back with a wink as he said, “Aren’t you lucky?”
She turned and watched him as he began grabbing a number of bags out of the back. It was too dark for her to see much of anything outside of the Jeep; Luke had never turned the headlights on. Luke didn’t seem to be having any trouble; he was doing something with the bags near the car.
After a few minutes, Aiyanna couldn’t sit still any longer. She tenderly, and slowly, lowered herself out and over to Luke. He was on his knees, a mess of poles around, and in his hands.
“Is that a tent?”
He didn’t halt his operation. “Nope. This is my clinic.”
“And what’s supposed to happen in this clinic?” Aiyanna asked, skeptical.
“I’m gonna make you all better.” Luke answered in baby voice.
Aiyanna was surprised by how his mood had suddenly changed.
She stood watching him for only a minute longer before her head started to throb again, so she sat on the ground. The grass-like plant underneath surprised her and she ran her hands through it meditatively.
She didn’t ask Luke why there were out in the middle of nowhere instead of taking her home or preferably to the nearest hospital, she knew. Janna had kidnapped Aiyanna with her posy of pussies and wouldn’t stop at anything to get her again. It wasn’t safe and Luke couldn’t take them all on.
Luke interrupted her thoughts with throwing a pad into the small, but well contrasted tent, following it with a sleeping bag.
“Your bed is ready, my patient.” He chimed.
Aiyanna crawled into the tent past Luke somewhat annoyed.
She laid down and Luke began to fiddle with things in another bag, finally bringing a damp cloth to her forehead, then moving to the back. Yet again, he neglected to turn on any kind of light.
“Don’t you have a flash light or lamp or something?” She grumbled at him as he dabbed the dried blood out of her hair and from the wound.
“No.” he said calmly.
She hissed as the cloth broke raw flesh. “Sorry.” He mumbled.
“You can see?” she demanded.
“Yes.” He matched her tone.
Luke clamped his mouth shut, moving her slightly again to peer around the wound it seemed. He wasn’t going to say any more.
She was turned over onto her back and she set a pair of pleading eyes on Luke. If he really had no trouble in this dark, he’d understand her look. Aiyanna caught a glitter of his eyes as they turned to her. She heard him sigh before he leaned down quickly, breathing a moment between her jaw and neck. Then he just as quickly kissed her on the cheek.
Somehow even in this moment something came to Aiyanna.
Her eyes turned down in a worried expression, “How did you get me out of there?”
Luke turned his head away and squeezed her hand, “Don’t ask me that.”
She ignored his pleading. “And what the hell were all of those… animals in the woods before I passed out? I mean, they were huge! Were they listening to Janna? Where-”
Luke had put his hand over her mouth. “Just be quiet and go to sleep.”
Aiyanna bit his hand and he pulled away, “But Luke-”
“No, Aiyanna.” He’d turned his back to her and was hunched over like he’d had his arms wrapped around his knees. Aiyanna had a sudden image of a cold stone statue of a Romantic genre, a display of an unbearable shame. “Not tonight.” His voice dropped like it does when you’re trying not to cry. “Tomorrow.”
Sorrow filled the tiny tent, choking the voice right out of Aiyanna.
Luke sat like that for a long time and Aiyanna couldn’t sleep. Eventually, he came and lied down next to her, but stayed out of the sleeping bag. She scooted closer to him and touched his forehead with hers.
This is the lovely intro to my idea of Luke. Tell me what you think. I was surprised by how this came out. Let me know if it's odd because it originally was playing in my head like a movie. Theme song for this segment is Dog Days Are Over by Florence and the Machine.
Her only thought was to run. Run as fast as she could through the trees, branches scrapping her arms and legs. The pain didn't register, just like the possibility of death didn't seem real until a ferocious growl erupted in front of her. Then she knew that her life could end right there. Death was behind her and it was breathing thick, hot breath down her neck.
Aiyana's feet moved back and forth softly in her sleep as the sound of her alarm went off, but it didn't wake her.
A wolf yawned and sniffed the air, stretching its claws in the soft dirt, cool from the morning dew. It padded off lazily through the dense trees of a deep area of forest.
A bird sang out of Aiyanna's window while the sun finally peaked threw the blinds. Her eyes twitched then snapped open and she flew out of her bed. She was going to be late.
A rabbit darted out of the brush, the wolf on its tail. Breakfast.
Aiyanna snagged a Poptart from the cabinet and shoved it in her mouth, then silently snuck past her aged and snoring father on the couch, cautiously dodging beer cans like mines. She stuffed her shoes on once on the front porch.
The wolf dodged through trees and brush at full speed careful to stay out of sight when near the road.
The tires of Aiyanna's white '89 Corvette speed along the windy road amidst the forest and she had the window cracked letting in the fresh, wet air.
The wolf slowed then paced, anxious, and peered from the shadows at the high school, he didn't have much longer.
Aiyanna's car screeched to a halt in a small parking space, she stormed out and slammed the car door, her back pack over her shoulder and just as the bell rang, a young man, that she had yet to see, walked out of the trees, brushing the last of the pine needles from his hair.
Okay so this will more than likely be rather confusing since it was half of a conversation. But this was a dream I had (HONEST) to all of the details that I thought was pretty awesome. I'm too lazy right now and really don't have the time to make it all pretty for you guys. If it's too annoying let me know and I'll get it fixed up when I can, but for now, enjoy.
So i think i was in europe somewhere and like on a school trip of somesort...we went either up to the hills or to the mountains and were like camping sort of...>.> i think they were cabin-like Katsie1709 (7:44:18 PM): so we were looking at things and were seeing a beautiful ravine...but crazy high Katsie1709 (7:44:34 PM): just sooo green like light light green and pretty Katsie1709 (7:45:29 PM): there was a guy with me that was like my friend and i would talk with him while we looked at the stuff...but there was something odd about him...it's almost like i was watching it from third point perspective..so i knew he was doing something kind of suspicious by being there Katsie1709 (7:45:45 PM): but the me that it was happening to didn't Katsie1709 (7:46:27 PM): so this other guy shows up that the friend person knows and they are suddenly watching me from a distance and the friend goes "It's her isn't it?" and the other has his hands behind his back and nods. Katsie1709 (7:47:18 PM): now i'm not exactly sure how it happened but i meet the other guy and something happens that i'm suddenly leaving with him and am very happy about it Katsie1709 (7:48:10 PM): it's like the last day of the trip and everyone is packing but I pack faster and for the life of me i could not find my toothbrush and toothpaste but i was too happy to be that discouraged about it he said he'd get me a new one, so i leave before all of them with him Katsie1709 (7:48:41 PM): (if you're wondering I'm not really sure what he looks like it was never clear) Katsie1709 (7:49:32 PM): so he takes me back to that ravine and takes me down through paths that go in and out of it...and it's even more beautiful than the first time. it's more green and there are flowers and tons of tiny waterfalls falling all around. Katsie1709 (7:50:14 PM): there are also a bunch of like little buildings built into the cliff faces Katsie1709 (7:50:28 PM): there are people every where but there is something different about them Katsie1709 (7:50:53 PM): he then takes me to the other side of the ravine and on top of it is a wonderful like...castle but a modern type. Katsie1709 (7:51:18 PM): it's mostly white ish and really really pretty Katsie1709 (7:51:53 PM): there he tells me that they are basically the same as humans just with magical properties...almost elfish but not really Katsie1709 (7:52:56 PM): But there is a problem....the magical part of them has been dying out for the past century or so since most of them live generally among humans there has been a sorta cross breeding but it's not like it really is that much. Katsie1709 (7:53:03 PM): just like...loss of a gene Katsie1709 (7:53:22 PM): He is the last pureblooded of them and is the king Katsie1709 (7:54:34 PM): he is really old but looks my age...it's like time froze for him even though he aged slower any way but how much he wasn't aging was to the extreme and here is why Katsie1709 (7:55:47 PM): there was a legend or prophecy of some sort that there was a human that had like...dormant magical properties i guess and could produce a pureblood or the closest thing to it....they need the magic in their royal family for them all to survive Katsie1709 (7:56:01 PM): so he was basically having to wait for this person Katsie1709 (7:56:10 PM): which happens to be me...or the girl i was or whatever Katsie1709 (7:57:01 PM): so don't ask me how exactly...but somehow i kinda fall for him but not really and i agree to it all and marry him... Katsie1709 (7:57:27 PM): it's odd cuz we do care about each other, but it's like it's still in those early stages Katsie1709 (7:57:34 PM): it's just tender not really passionate Katsie1709 (7:57:40 PM): not kissy kissy all the time Katsie1709 (7:57:50 PM): so yeah there's like wedding stuff...>.> cough Katsie1709 (7:58:05 PM): no i do not have graphic dreams! it was just implied! Katsie1709 (7:58:59 PM): like he takes me into this room and it was all dark and tells me that we both need to want similar things in this room...like all the magic stuff is very linked to emotions and desires Katsie1709 (7:59:05 PM): and unity kinda Katsie1709 (7:59:27 PM): so we both wanted lights and vioala it was light in the room Katsie1709 (7:59:55 PM): it was a mix between candle light and moonlight Katsie1709 (8:00:20 PM): there was a nice non-suggestive bed with a thin white canopy Katsie1709 (8:00:24 PM): it was really pretty Katsie1709 (8:00:37 PM): then i said, "I can't explain it, but I'm not afraid." Katsie1709 (8:01:11 PM): he smiled and said "They don't want you to be afraid. They want you to be happy, you know." Katsie1709 (8:01:17 PM): I just smiled Katsie1709 (8:01:42 PM): it's like all the people didn't want me to be afraid so I wasn't.. Katsie1709 (8:01:49 PM): feelings...unity Katsie1709 (8:02:07 PM): so yeah it's the "And then..." moment Katsie1709 (8:02:52 PM): Next I'm off in the left wing of the whole big castle area thing which i guess is like the women's area and the right is the men's Katsie1709 (8:03:27 PM): so i'm doing something in a room with a bunch of other girls that are like...lower than me i guess but you know still love them etc. we were like...i dunno possibly all making something Katsie1709 (8:03:46 PM): and this guy comes in and asks for someone and we tell him she's in the shower Katsie1709 (8:04:03 PM): he knocks on the door and tells her that he wants to see her and then leaves Katsie1709 (8:04:42 PM): she comes storming out a minute later and runs toward the door still in the towel. she's like a big lady with blonde hair all up in a loose bun with pink pouty lips and calls after him all dirty like... Katsie1709 (8:04:53 PM): we just laugh and she disappears again Katsie1709 (8:05:58 PM): then the two other girls in the room ask me if our room is situated and i said it was so one runs off saying she needs to go hang up paintings in it. the other freaks out with her arms full of vases and urns saying she needs to set them up in there before the other girl takes up all of the room. Katsie1709 (8:06:01 PM): it's cute Katsie1709 (8:06:07 PM): they were like decorating it for us ^^ Katsie1709 (8:06:12 PM): there was just so much love! Katsie1709 (8:07:07 PM): so i'm still sitting there and the guy from the beginning that was my friend is sitting there all awkward like cuz it's just the two fo us. i keep working with a smile on my face and then he basically blurts out "You didn't sleep with him did you?" Katsie1709 (8:07:29 PM): I was very slick and totally dodged the question by distracting him with a different subject. Katsie1709 (8:07:47 PM): but off to the side i'm kind of sad that it bothers him...cuz he likes me. Katsie1709 (8:08:10 PM): So it just moves on to something else Katsie1709 (8:10:21 PM): apparently the king guy had been gone and was coming back. Everyone was really happy and all greeting him. I run out on a balcony and see him and am all "he's back!" Katsie1709 (8:12:02 PM): then i run back down to like the throne room as he comes in. "You're back!" he comes to me and holds/hugs me and I say "I missed you." all soft like it caused me pain for him to be away. he puts his forehead on mine and says "I missed you too." and sighs like he's completely relieved and we both feel so much better and as a result so does everyone else. Katsie1709 (8:12:40 PM): he says "You'll have to go with me next time." Katsie1709 (8:13:17 PM): so then it was next time and we are on our way back and come into view of the castle from a higher cliff on the side and look down on it all happy to be back. Katsie1709 (8:13:23 PM): and then i woke up...>.> Katsie1709 (8:14:36 PM): i'm thinking maybe to visit some other kingdom of peoples for business or something of that sort Katsie1709 (8:15:31 PM): i was still half asleep when i thought of this Katsie1709 (8:16:00 PM): we get back and it's kind of deserted and quiet and we're are just like ummm...>.> what's going on. Katsie1709 (8:16:46 PM): then we're attacked! and a bunch of guys grab him and he tells me to run. So i go to the women's wing and close the doors. This guy shows up who apparently took over while we were gone. or was just trying to overthrow the guy. Katsie1709 (8:17:29 PM): OH! Something I forgot to mention: The King guy is older than everyone. Since he has the most magic the rest of them are basically human so have that lifespan. Katsie1709 (8:18:03 PM): Okay so the guy like says in his evilness that everything that was the king guys is now his and that includes me. Katsie1709 (8:18:29 PM): so the put the king guy in a cell and the bad guy tries to get to me and can't get into the girls wing Katsie1709 (8:18:39 PM): he freaks out saying that he's the king and why can't he get in Katsie1709 (8:19:16 PM): the big pouty girl i guess is like the mid wife/ caretaker of me kind of lady so she just looks down on him and is all "Because she does not wish it." Katsie1709 (8:19:32 PM): she the whole building and everything changes to our wishes and desires blah blah Katsie1709 (8:20:21 PM): so i'm basically in panic mode since they captured the king guy and it's hard to be without him so we are all in like mourning mode sort of. Katsie1709 (8:20:30 PM): the other guy is still trying to figure a way in Katsie1709 (8:20:45 PM): and the only person that can go between the two places is the friend guy Katsie1709 (8:22:02 PM): so one time he goes to see the king in the cell and he is like distraught and kind of going insane a little. he immediately says "How is she? Is she well?" like he knows something is wrong. (we have some sort of connection) and the friend guy tells him that i have been asleep for three days and am feverish and call for him in my sleep. Katsie1709 (8:22:59 PM): he knows what's going on and hands the guy the last shirt he has on that is all tattered and it is a very cold and damp cell ;__; Katsie1709 (8:24:30 PM): he pretty much yells at the guy to put his shirt around me and take me to our room. he tells him of a secret passage between the two wings into the room and will only allow him and the pouty lady to take me there and take care of me. He is completely serious and inforcing as he says "You have to take them there immediately or we'll lose them both!" Katsie1709 (8:25:00 PM): take HER there immediate or we'll lose them both Katsie1709 (8:25:32 PM): and that's as far as i've gotten....>.>
This is one of my more recent ideas. The last part I JUST wrote. This was also my first idea that was clearest as a trailer. The one that inspired my epiphany. ;)
Background: Medieval times. Wars. Warrior. Ultimate armor. Sword of eternal night. Magic. Armor is a tattoo of a skull with flames that covers the left shoulder almost reaching to the chest and back. Sword on the right forearm. When “activated” skin peels away almost like it were being burned for the armor. Armor covers all of body except right arm and right side of face. Is bone white with flames lightly blazing about the surface, burns any who touches. Sword tears out of the right arm. Is completely black with intricate handle. Undefeated.
Is “passed on” by those who know of it, though it is some form of a curse. Even though there is a great amount of power it is painful and there is a bit of a loss of humanity. Eventually becomes the passer. Angry, devilish. Looking nothing like they once did, but can under certain circumstances and only then are they kind like they once were. Carrier must be noble at heart, etc. knightly. It is passed by a certain tattoo with a certain ink (made of magical properties/elements) while a spell is being said. Is considered by some as a sort of black magic.
Story:
Guy and girl fall for each other, it begins but can’t go far due to careers etc. So they separate for a long time. Guy talks to the girl and says they are leaving the state or country (haven’t decided) and more than likely won’t see them again. It is sometime later when the girl is disturbed late at night by some “officials” busting down her door and telling her she is in danger, but can’t say much more before she is grabbed by a bunch of black smoke/ fog that pulls her through walls.
Next thing I thought of was the main guy is in a big room with the evil guy up on some higher part looking down on him with the girl off to the side being held by some minion. He is explaining it all to her, but she doesn’t really get it.
“This is why I left.”
The armor appears, but the sword doesn’t. That was never finished. He left. He went to them for some money and thought he was doing a completely different job. It wasn’t what he wanted. He left so that they wouldn’t try to use her and he just couldn’t be with her like that.
She’s nearly in tears after watching the armor emerge.
“Is that painful?”
Hesmiles, but it doesn’t reach his eyes. “No. Not really.”
“Liar.” She whimpers.
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He left.
Everyone has their different explinations of why, but it doesn’t matter. They don’t know. They weren’t there. He isn’t coming back.
He told me himself.
Then he left.
Leaving me behind...
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Time is temperamental. It decided two years was finally enough before I could confidently move on. I didn’t just get over it either. I stepped up and took a firm grasp of that ladder that everyone was fighting over and by hell I was making my way up. I decided what I was going to do at the end of that second year and I was going for it.
One more year.
Since I walked out of my last class of the semester all I could think about was the next year. I had no plans that evening or for the summer for that matter and it was the only thing on my mind.
I was so excited, the adrenaline going through my system kept me from sleeping that night.
I was going to quit my part time job tomorrow. I wanted to do nothing except plan the next year so that I could be ready for the years after.
One year away from my bachelor’s degree in Anthropology. My plan was to devote all my time to my last year so that I’d be fresh to start my internship after that. Then we’d see if I needed to get my Master’s. It’d be nice for sure. Another boost under my belt, but why waste time when there was so much to find out there?
I paced my one bedroom apartment going over the past three years. I had to say, I’d done well. I moved out after the first year, and had upgraded after the second. My apartment was nice and clean, in a decent neighborhood and close to the school.
My job paid well enough and I didn’t waste my money on alcohol and keeping up with the latest fashions, but I wasn’t trashy. I knew I could look good when I wanted. The stares of the cute business intern down the street was proof enough of that.
I smiled to myself, finishing off my glass of water and setting it in the sink. Maybe I’ll grace him with a “Hello” tomorrow if I see him.
My thoughts were continuing this way when my front door came crashing down.
“Laura!”
At least five men in black filled my living room and rushed toward me. I darted behind the counter and they stopped.
“Laura,” one spoke, I couldn’t see any of their faces. “You have to come with us. Now.” His words were slow and careful, like he was trying to persuade a child or an insane person.
I couldn’t speak, but there was no way I was just going with these men!
My hands carefully traced the handles of the drawers, trying to feel for the one I had the knives in. God! Why couldn’t I remember?!
“I know!” the one that spoke earlier yelled suddenly. My eyes snapped up and I saw the mouth piece as he seethed at it.
Then, he yanked the ear piece out of his ear and thrust it at me over the counter. I stepped back.
“Take it! There isn’t much time!”
I stared at it, trying to figure out my options. Something was telling me to just take it, but I couldn’t force my hand to move toward it.
It must have been several seconds before my arm began to lift toward the ear piece. I took and it was almost difficult to hold it in my ear with my hands shaking like they were, but I managed.
“Hello?” I asked.
Then I heard a ghost. “Laura.”
It felt like everything was falling on top of me, the world was closing in and then it began to disappear.
A strange black cloud surrounded me within a second, the last thing I saw was the shock on all of the men’s faces as everything blurred around me. Then I lost consciousness.
Female scriptwriter/directors calls up actor friend and asks if he was doing any projects anytime soon. he says no so she tells him to pack his bags and come stay with her, they're writing a movie.
So it would just be something like that. the director and actor get together and start to make something and then other things have potential to happen. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Bad boy vs. good boy for girl’s affection... her imagination goes wild every once in a while and imagines him as Satan, but is it really her imagination? DUN DUN DUN!! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Most significant things in people's lives start with one event, one person, one item. Well, mine started with a jacket. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ This is my story. No fantasy of how I've wanted it to be. Reality. How it was and is. I write this not out of thoughtfulness, but out of anger, rage. I'll not bore you with many pretenses, but state simple fact, when not being colorful.
I was raised sheltered, blind to the world and its truths, but I gained sight as a sophmore in high school. Like waking up to the sound of the laughter of demons as they possessed countless bleeding souls.
True love? No, that doesn't exist in this world. Just like young men with inner demons don't wisk you away from your spiritually abusive parents. They couldn't possibly exist because that's not reality. Fiction's purpose is to pull away from reality. Anything can happen and the author has the power to change anything. Why can't we change reality? There are no heros. No good vs evil, only evil. The middle man never wins. Youth have no power, no voice. Only the cries and screams of a broken heart that no one hears.
Real love can't exist in the human world. Everything has to fight against it; destroy it if it doesn't destroy itself. The slightest doubt and it's gone. The very definition of who you are is gone. I strictly remember how it felt. No other pain can compare. Nothing can repair it: the betrayal. I don't think any one will ever get it right.
When you lose who you are everything becomes meaningless. You can work for years putting everything you can into writing a book with a message or at least a hope that your words will help someone else, but when its finished and it's just like the other book next to it on the shelf, what was the point? No one really wants to listen to what you have to say.
There's nothing left on this earth that is truly important when love can be destroyed. It is, by definition, unconditional, but there are always exceptions. Without that everything is empty.
What is there left to live for? What are we living for anyway? To join some God when we die and achieve greater happiness and perfection? For all we know it could be all a lie, our memories erased of our sentence. Banished to this earth to meet evil's destruction at the end.
Everyone has a mask, a reason to sit and stare at nothing, depressed and weak, unable to see past their lost purpose. When they are no longer alone they smile, deceiving everyone. I can see the beneficial side to this: Spare others the pain and sorrow. But at the same time isn't it just lying about how you're truly feeling?
When no one knows your pain, who you are, how can you be saved?
There are too many questions and no where near enough answers.
All I can do is fall to my knees and cry, “I don't know, I don't know.” --------------------------------------- (Black screen)
Narrator(main girl): True love?
Flash black and white or grayscale scene of couple kissing. It is the narrator, but it doesn't last long enough for anyone to tell.
Narrator:No, that doesn't exist in this world.
Sunrise, sky, town or city scanning...opening music and title.
“Luke-What're you-” I questioned as he continued to practically pace.
“I...” he said again.
He then stopped suddenly looking me straight in the eyes. He took a deep breath then grabbed me and kissed me.
---------- Something shifted in the trees and I froze myself in place listening further, but afraid to hear what was out there. I didn't hear the sound again and began to calm down when I sensed something behind me. Hot air blew over my elbow. I knew that whatever was behind me had to be an animal, a bear maybe. The worst thing I could do would be to turn around and look it in the eyes or run away from it. So, I decided to walk away slowly.
I took a step forward and air blew around me and suddenly I was face to face with the animal. Its head was lowered to my level, its long muzzle inches from my face, and it was covered from head to tail in fur that was a mix of grays and light browns. I was in the presence of a giant wolf.
I gasped. I couldn't help myself; who could after being stunned like I was.
It watched me as I appraised the wonder of its existence with nearly honey-brown eyes. How could this creature have the same eyes as Luke? It didn't look menacing either, but soft maybe even concerned.
Before I had a chance to react, the wolf reached out, gently brushing the side of its muzzle from my jaw to hairline. It pulled back again burying me in its worried eyes. I blinked, no longer frozen, no longer feeling afraid. It must have seen the calm in my eyes because it then moved forward putting the end of its nose under my hand and raising it slowly.
“Luke?” I barely whispered.
He wagged his tail in confirmation.
I instantly wrapped my arms around his neck, rubbing my face in his fur.
“I'm so sorry.” I wailed. “Luke, I'm so sorry.”
Luke rubbed my back with his head trying to soothe me.
Everything strange that he had done made so much sense now and I felt so much at fault for not understanding. I expected him to say that it wasn't, but it was. I had been so blind to what he must have been going through. I owed him so much.
The price I knew I had to pay somehow overwhelmed me and I began to sink to my knees.
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Though there are many things that make up who I am, the one that is my core, what everything else branches from, is a dreamer.
No matter my means for expressing the things that I dream, that's what I purely remain.
I invite you to enter this world of mine, but take heed of which doors you open.
