Endless Reign of Darkness (Rough Draft)

The night was young. It was only a few hours after the darkness had consumed the sky with a black blanket and hid the sun until dawn. A thousand bright stars sprinkled across the heavens as though every child’s dream had frozen in time above us. The moon did not hide behind a single cloud tonight; it stood proudly in the middle of the sky, shining to its fullest. A slight breeze rustled the hairs on my arm, sending a set of midnight chills down my spine. I breathed in silently, slowly, and deeply. The scent of nightmares swam down my nostrils, making me wrinkle my nose in disgust. Poor children, I thought, wishing there was something I could do to help. I understood their dreams, their thrashing around in bed. The life I lived was hell and never was there a place I could go without being followed.1

I took off, without a sound, across the farmland where I lived, hidden by most of the human race. Though I was picking up speed, my breathing did not turn to gasps or sputters. I sucked in the oxygen as easily as if were walking. Still, the exhilaration of running filled my body like the air filled my lungs and I darted farther away from civilization by the second. Soon, I was nearing a large river that cut across my sacred homeland. Even from my distance, I heard the echo of water splashing softly against a rock, the reverberation of a frog’s hiccup in the night, and a small school of tadpoles scurrying in every direction, pleading wordlessly for a gentler place to swim.2

Then, just as I reached the edge of the water, I leaped higher than any human had ever thought possible, and spread my thin, angel-white wings to their maximum point. The wind picked me up as though I were light as a feather, floating quietly through the cool summer air. But then I sighed as the breeze was slowly stopping and I prepared to land. Flying was not an option tonight, apparently. I drifted gradually towards the water in the creek, my feet firm. Just as my bare foot merely glimpsed its reflection, the wind took off again, raising me higher than I had ever gone before.3

I laughed and soared gracefully through the air, reaching out to touch the beauties of the night: the stars, the ravens, the breeze. I beat my wings a few times to gain momentum and height. I flew higher and higher, until I was sure the stars had grown bigger. I plunged farther into the darkness, and breathed one last breath before catching it in the gravity free zone of outer space. I smiled at how silent the world was when you looked at it from this point of view. I wondered if anyone could see me from up here, or if I looked like just another forgotten cloud, drifting alone through the atmosphere.4

Abandoning that thought, I twirled around and tossed my hair. Up here, I could do whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted. Everything went according to my thoughts, no tags included. There was no catch to this endless reign of darkness, nothing to regret or forget. Being bound to a life among the silence and stars did not need a lifetime guaranteed refund to go along. I was free with no rules that bound me to earth like the rest of the humans. But I was no human.

Author notes

umm yeah. here was my promt:

http://media.photobucket.com/image/sparkles/_angel-of-light_/Anime/girls/sparkles.jpg?o=18

i like this story. if you do too, thats cool. its kind of how i feel a lot, like im earthbound forever. as a writer, its my responsibility to be without boundaries and expand the world we live in to nothing we could ever know.

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  • Artificial.Smiles. gold member
    October 30, 2008

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    this story was so pretty
    the character is is free and angelic, it makes me want to fly!

    Good luck in my Contest!!


  • Andy Stephenson gold member
    October 22, 2008

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    Interesting

    p2 as easily as if (I) were

    This is an interesting fantasy. I've had dreams about flying high, but never quite as high is you describe in this story.

    There's a lot of good description in this piece, but somehow it doesn't draw me into the story like I think it should. Perhaps if you added something about the character's desire to fly, to go beyond the bounds of Earth.

    Thanks for entering For Serious About Reviews Group Only.

    Andy


  • Storms
    October 18, 2008
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    Awesome!

    I love how descriptive you are. YOu were able to capture almost every feeling in this piece and I really like your vacob. When you were writing the flying part, I felt as though if I had reached my hand out I would have felt the breeze from my beating wings! It was very good! Thank you for entering!

    beginning: 5, language: 5, plot: 2, ending: 5, dialog: 3, characters: 3.


  • Forgotten Anomaly
    October 6, 2008

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    Very very descriptive indeed. I wonder though what was the main charactor? I know the feel your portrayed, the want to be free from this earth. Thank you for enteringmy contest. I really enjoyed this.


  • Fearless.
    September 28, 2008

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    I completely agree with everything Melancholic Smile said. It was very discriptive, had COMPLETE use of imagination and I really like this. Imagination is what my contest is all about, so keep writing and thanks for entering!

    ~Devil Angel~


  • Melancholic Smile
    September 22, 2008
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    Very descriptive, good use of imagery, really nice short story. I was left wondering what type of creature the character was, they seemed almost angelic with their wings but at the same time sort of bird like with the soaring into the sky. I liked this, thanks for entering


  • Iris Doyle
    September 20, 2008
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    'Irish Ducttape'


  • Valkyrie silver member
    September 18, 2008

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    Oooh. No wait. ooooooOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooo....
    There. That was very descriptive, and eloquently rich with imagery. I think the line that got the most sudden appreciative reaction out of me was the tadpole line, how they were silently pleading for a gentler place. That was so cool!
    I like how you left the actual identity of the protagonist vague. Not human, keen senses, can even smell nightmares (oh, what a rockin' ability that would be!)
    I have no better suggestions at all, for ways to improve this. It's perfectly written. I'm so clapping for you!


  • NinjaMegami
    August 21, 2008

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    http://media.photobucket.com/image/sparkles/_angel-of-light_/Anime/girls/sparkles.jpg?o=18

    That's it.

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