Total emptiness surrounds me, lost within my own mind. I'm searching for something yet I know its not there. Endlessly I walk with nothing but darkness in my path. I come to realize that maybe it doesn't need finding or that I don't want to find it. How could I want to find something in this forbidden yet.... relating land.
Minutes feel like hours and hours feel like seconds yet confusion is not known here. Not knowing were to go, I stand waiting for a sign. Unfortunately more than a sign finds me. Screeches pitched the air at all sides. Chilling every bone in my body and in turn pushing blood through my cold veins.
I turned to run but to my dreadful expectations I see black shapes moving slyly through the air. Spinning and looking in every direction I learn that its not me turning but the world its self. My own world revolves around me, my own world is coming for me.
The winged creatures, ravens, approached me with there shrieks turning into equally if not more deadly screams. They where my screams yet they sounded nothing like me but vicious and evil. Warmth left my body and my blood grew colder than ice. My veins were black as coal.
There above me feeding off fear. Giving shape to the wind, a trail of pure hate. Thoughts of hope entered my mind. Maybe they don't notice me, mayb- no. They lowered. Slow at first, breeding terror in my heart and enough time to realize that the screams were coming from there vengeful wings. Diving at a faster speed they come for me.Then they swarmed down.
I did not move, how could I in front of these forms of pure anger. Not moving as my flesh was ripping off to there sharp and newly formed claws, going deep into my skin. Pain scorched through my limps and my very soul, they did not stop. There must be hundreds...
As I open my eyes I screamed and fell to my knees. Staring out to the landscape, it was littered with the bodies of a thousand birds. My wounds gushing with blood and turned blacker with each drop. As if darkness was infecting my soul. My lungs began to fill with the stuff and the pain of suffocation followed. I screamed as I threw myself back into my own pool of blood. Tossing side to side as I was eaten alive.
Last thing I saw was darkness covering my eyes leaking the light out of my existence..
Land of the Forgotten
Laying in a black pool, my eyes began to burn. My vision in the dark turns red but still I lay without movement. Shock began to go through my head. My stomach jumps with each returning heart beat, pushing the pain further out of my lungs, as the screams in my head raged. Then my thoughts disappeared and my heart slowed along with the pain.
My eyes open up ever so slowly to the pale grey sky but the only thing in my mind was the abyss. Sounds began to run in my ears, light wind brushed sand against my still face. Then the feeling of the sky's warmth could be felt hitting my face and the cold ground could be felt threw my shirt. I did not know where I was and I fear stilled within my self. I was graceful that the pain had stopped but saddened to know that I was back in my barren, hateful world. To fall into darkness and to wake up in the same place that was destroying, how familiar .
Turning over onto pitch black dirt, I pushed my self onto my feet. Looking down at the dark blotched and twisted earth my mind flew into pain, into familiar screams. The fear forced me to run fast and only stopping to cough blood. I slowed down once the hateful screams stopped and saw what lay'd around me. I was too busy running in pure fear to see the thousands of body's half buried in the dirt.
There skin was decaying or already decayed. There eyes and teeth were black as night. All wearing shredded rags, some blowing in the wind. All with that similar dark earth underneath. I wasn't afraid of the dead but the smell made me keep as much distance possible. Curiosity got the better of me as the time passed. I moved closer to the closest corpse. Feeling the shift of temperature as I set foot on the corrupt earth.
I steadily dug out and moved the body on its back. Sand leaked out of its exposed rib cage. Its mouth wide open with a look of pain and terror showed on whatever was left of its decomposed face. A chain lay around its neck leaving an imprint on the greenish skin. Underneath the chain a black stained rag fiddled in the wind. In its shriveled up hand was a book. As I took it from its gasp the wind stopped completly leaving the world silent.
The book was made out of leather, small in size and not that thick. I opened it at a random page and... nothing. I flicked through it in desperation finding nothing. I sat and breathed in and opened to the first page.
"I don't want to go in the water, its so dark."
Blood dripped onto the page, black foul blood. Before more could drop I wiped my nose. I got up and looked at the other restful corpses. I began to look for more books and found more sentences....and more blood dripped down my face.
"I don't want to sleep without the light, I feel so alone."
"Why do they hate me?"
"I thought I was there friend."
"I don't want her to die."
"I wish I was happy."
"I fear what will happen to me."
"I don't want to become sad again."
"Why cant I kill them."
Blood poured onto the ground and I dropped to my knees as my head became dizzy. I crawled to the next body leaving a trail of black splotches on the earth. Picked up the leather book and opened it. The writing was blood red and my face froze in terror as I read those cursed letters.
"I am not dead..."
Shuffling sounds were heard behind me and the corpse before me bent its stiff neck and smiled with its cold hands around my throat...
(I thought I'd put some my stuff down, I especially like the happy endings)
Edited by TheHeartlessOne, 21 September 2011 - 11:52 AM.