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• Bothering people, singing the doom song
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Friday, March 14, 2008
story
im really quickly going to post this story that i hope SOMEBODY will end up reading. nobody visits anymore. but ok then! this is only the prologue; feedback would be nice and it's an elaboration of a dream i had and i have another story in my mind other than this one too. i always feel like i go into a trance when i write stories...
Invisible
That boy was a devious little miscreant. The mischievous little smile on his face was ever present. He longed for nothing more than to have fun and he did what he wanted. In fact, it was as if the boy didn't even exist in the minds of the neighbors. The boy was like a mysterious sort of specter. His body was strange; transparent and yet not so. Where his eyes were supposed to go, there was nothing but infinitely pitch black shadows. No matter how hard you looked, you could never tell the color of his eyes. Perhaps he didnft have any. His teeth were frightening, especially when he smiled. The whispers followed him wherever he went; soft sighs as faint as the passing breeze, and pattering of footsteps that weren't his. For wherever he went, he made not a sound and where his feet should be, there was nothing. Nothing but pearly white mist or fog that disappeared into the ground; there would always be traces of it wherever he walked and if you were observant, you might just see some.
This boy was not the kind of boy just anybody could see though. Perhaps it had something to do with Death. He wasnft an evil one, but there was something far too innocent about his playful manner. Sometimes, you could almost see the silvery blood stains on him. It was usually for a brief nanosecond, but if one saw him at just the right angle, his clothes would drip with blood, and for a moment it seemed as if he held a nine inch silver dagger in one hand. That was when he had the biggest grin on his face. And yet, it was during these moments that he seemed to be at his saddest. It was a melancholy sight to see within him that transient sense of loneliness and pain. He was always on the edge of losing the last traces of sanity, or so it seemed.
How he could endure it was a mystery, wrapped up in the folds of darkness like that. It was always threatening to drag him down. If one let their guard down for one second, it could pull you into darkness where there might never be a way out. Isolation from the light was the most painful thing. Through his eyes, he could only view the world in shadows and eternal night.
There was perhaps one thing that could save a guy like him, but it wasn't something the boy was good at getting. Nobody could see him. Not a person had been able to for more than a brief flash that was often brushed off as being a hallucination. How do you make conversation with something that you can't hear? How do you find him when he never stays still? When he doesn't want to be found? But there was one who did find him. A girl gifted with a special power...
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