Monday, April 16, 2012

Through the Darkness of Memory

I stared into the darkness for what seemed like an eternity. My mind began racing. "Where were the flames? The cruel amber eyes? Why could I not hear his voice?" Rain and the soft breathing of a dozen or more tools were only companions until a flash of lightning illuminated Him. Standing Tall and regal, a King with no equal, eyeless but all seeing, ear less but all hearing, voiceless, but singing the most beautiful music ever heard by mortal ears. Images were conjured in my mind. Buildings, Trees, Cars, People. People. Cold blue eyes as frigid as deathly winter above a frown of disapproval, a deep voice telling me what a failure I was. Long blonde hair framing the same eyes, beautiful but equally as cold, telling me that she wished I had never been born. As slammed door that first opened just a crack, and then crossed the threshold between my world and theirs; a reflection of me, if I had been so fortunate to not have been second best; those same eyes warm but afraid, filled with sorrow but lacking the courage to act on my behalf. He hugged me close, most likely feeling my jutting bones poke into his form.

The comfort could not last. Blue turned to blue, skin cool to the touch, waterlogged, sinking. I cried and wept, alone, for what seemed like forever. But His music comforted me.

14 comments:

  1. embrace the receiver static, its silent fizz and pop.

    no, no, one can't

    how can one so thoroughly digest the sound of madness?

    spill your contents

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    1. I... Did... Ten minutes ago? I drank a lot of Pepsi, you see. Yes that's right. Pepsi. Not vile disgusting Coke. What do you think of that? HUH? HUH? Maybe I'll go drink some MOUNTAIN DEW? And execute a few Coca-Cola Workers.

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  2. Memory falling back into place... must have been painful to watch all over again. I could not imagine "waking up" after such a long space of time.

    I did try to avenge your death, Shooter. However... it became rather clear that Father wanted our deluded sister for Himself. There was not much I could do without getting myself executed as well.

    In other words: Didn't do it. Deal.

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  3. Ah. It's no big deal. I didn't think you could handle it anyway. Lord know YOU could NEVER take out someone who killed me. Even if she had a bit of help.
    SO CAN I COME SEE YOU. I missed you. Wait. You want me to go pick up those birds of yours? I have a neat trick now I want to try.

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    1. Ha.

      Do not attempt to give ME a headache for not wanting to get between Father and His prey. All because YOU were offed by a little girl who didn't even have any training behind her. And don't even get me started on your bloody defecting. At least you coming back alive in one way or another permits me the chance to crack your skull once or twice for THAT little side-adventure.

      And I will have to see what manner of insurance "Joseph" has on the Cafe before I give permission for a disaster like you to come over... might have to call Requiem and check his insurance as well, if you're to go there...

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    2. I did what now? Defected? WHEN? How? Why was I not told this?
      ... We'll discuss this in private.

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    3. I don't think you're Morningstar. You've got too much of a "Aeon Flux" shtick going on. I imagine that room you started in as having a giant pile of dead Morningstars in it.

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    4. Shhh... Wait til tomorrow before you make up your mind.

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  4. Aren't you just the worlds most insanely popular proxy?

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  5. You.

    Are.

    A.

    Fucking.

    Cockroach.

    Even if it's just your damned name. You shouldn't be. Your existence is dangerous. You should not ever be.

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    1. HEY! You are still ALIVE. How Nice. I am Glad. I really am. How's Mishy doing? Is she Haunting your nightmares? Your failure to save her? I wonder if her death was painful. Probably more painful than mine, really. Mine was pretty quick all things considered. But being RIPPED APART? Wow. That had to hurt. I wonder what He is going to do to You Haku-chan.

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