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Storm ´Shadow´ Blakley

"Inevitability" by Storm ´Shadow´ Blakley

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i have no idea where this came from. it wrote itself, one line at a time, through me over a period of about three weeks. i don't know the events leading up to this, nor what happened thereafter. all i know is that it means something different to everyone who reads it, and that's the dark beauty of it.
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The wind sings a haunting dirge as it blows through the skeletal branches of the ash, 'neath which I lay. My tears freeze upon my face, as I watch the blown branches obscure the moon. Somewhere in the darkness, an unholy, yet somehow comforting chorus starts, rising in harmony with the wind. Wolves, the Beast Children of the Night. The smell of decay burns my nostrils, I know Death lurks close by. I remain still, hardly daring breathe for fear of discovery. Sounds of the wolves, nearer now, seeming to cry my name. Closer, closer still. And footsteps disturb the dry leaves. Tentative, wary, but still I hear them, through the wind and wolves. Tensing in my leaf bed, every nerve crying out. Rustling, nearer and nearer, pause then step again. Above in the tree, the bird of Death cries out. Black Raven. Rustle of cloth, and arm upraised. Whisper of wind across silken black feathers as Raven takes flight. Lands on cloth. An arm or shoulder. Footsteps stop. Listening. No sound but wind. Wolves have quieted. Time stands still. No sound. No movement. The moon, cold in the darkened sky. Stars shining cold, secrets kept safe. The tree, blackened, twisted, looms above. A sigh. Step closer to me. Frozen; fear. Shadow in the corner of my eye. Closer and closer it looms, larger and larger in my vision. Wolves again, so close. Too close. Cries pierce the night. Footsteps no hesitation. Slow, yet purposeful. An eerie sensation; It knows where I am. Whisper in the darkness; intaken breath. Steps closer, closer. Almost upon me. Stop. No movement now. Quiet. Breathing above me. Rhythmic, quiet, relaxed. Almost hypnotic. In and out. In and out. Dark figure in my vision. Obscures the moon. Looking down on me. Coldly, calmly. Remorseless, unstoppable, indefatigable. It has chased me so far. I cannot run any more. Spent. A shudder racks my body. Tears come again. Choking sobs. My Time has run out. I am lost. Dark figure watches impassively. Hopelessness. Surrender. I give up. Arm outstretched to me. I take the skeletal hand in my own, and am pulled to my feet. Raven on its shoulder cries hoarsely. Wolves mill about our legs. Figure cloaked in ragged black. Cowl shrouds face in Shadow. Shudder, don't want to see it. Turns and walks towards horizon. Beckons. I hesitate. Then follow. Towards the screams of the Damned. To eternity.

←- The Guardian Pt. 3: The Crucible | Justice -→

21 Jul 2006:-) Musty Zein
Wow! Nice story and quite dark. I like it how you quickened the pace. Keep writing!

:-) Storm ´Shadow´ Blakley replies: "thanks, i tried to express the terror and deterioration of reason, i'm glad to hear it worked out as planned!!!"
7 Feb 2007:-) Jenvyr Hope
Wow, I really like the specification of the skeletal hand. Adds its own description in a minimal amount of words. I rather enjoyed the black raven, though.

:-) Storm ´Shadow´ Blakley replies: "thanks"
9 Apr 2007:-) Emma Kathryn
Clever! I liked this one, keep on writing!

Lotsaluv, Em
18 Nov 2009:-) Joanna Curran
chills. There’s real beauty in your darkness
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 • Created by: :-) Storm ´Shadow´ Blakley
 • Copyright: ©Storm ´Shadow´ Blakley. All rights reserved!

 • Keywords: Cruel, Darkness, Death, Eternity, Fear, Terror
 • Categories: Vampires, Zombies, Undeads, Dark, Gothic
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