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Cursed: Chapter 1Chapter 1: Awakening
Gabriel slowly opened his eyes. His vision was blurry at first but it soon cleared. He was in a dimly lit room lying on a cold stone slab of some kind. Heavy satin curtains draped the ceiling to floor windows. He tried to sit up but instantly slumped back down.
"Whoa there, son, don't try to move just yet" came a voice from the shadows.
Gabriel panicked. He shot up from the stone table he was laying on and jumped to the floor. His legs shook, then gave out from underneath him; his body was shaking, and not entirely because of fear. He steadied himself on the side of the table he was laying on and looked around the room.
"Hey it's alright, just calm down" came the same voice.
Just then Gabriel saw a figure emerge from the darkness. He was cleaning his hands of what looked like blood with a white cloth.
"Don't over exert yourself, your body is still healing" he said.
The man who spoke was an older looking man, around his late thirties, early forties. He wore a blue h
The Last Night -Short Story-
October 2, 2007
-The Last Night-
Caden walked slowly through the empty park. He walked as if he was dragging himself, body hunched over, his cheeks stained with tears. He was covered in black from head to toe, as he always was. He heard his name being called in the distance; he lifted his head. His hazel eyes appeared empty, dark circles surrounded them; proof he hadn't been sleeping. He saw a figure step from the darkness, into the light of a nearby street light; a slight heaviness was lifted from his heart. Caden staggered towards him, almost falling into his arms.
"My god, Caden"
Caden looked up, his eyes met a kind set of blue eyes. They belonged to Darin, Caden's only friend in the world.
"What the hell did you do to yourself?!" Darin demanded, holdin
All I remember was running; just running. My heart was pounding in my ears, my chest tightened so hard, I could barely breathe. I was struggling for air, but I knew I couldn't stop. I gripped her hand tighter, making her keep up with me.
'Don't look back, Aeva. No matter what you do, don't look back.'
I could hear their high pitched shrieks behind us, their claws scrapping against the wooden floors and on the walls. They were gaining on us. I reached the grand staircase, still clutching her arm in my hand. Despite there was barely any air in my lungs, I ran up the stairs. My legs were burning, my muscles tightened. Suddenly, she fell. She tripped on a step and was within arms reach of one of the creatures. I tried to pull her away, but the beasts hand latched onto her skirt, ripping through and into her flesh. She screamed, crying, begging for me to help her. These creatures were stronger then I, quicker too. The only thing I could think to do was kick
Her CatalystAs she walks through the maelstrom, the words trace upon the tips of her fingers and press into the stone. Every brick, every crack in the concrete, every crossed and angular stroke in reds and blacks and oranges. The drips of the gasoline pool around the base of her boots, slosh as she steps over the burst pipes and the rubble.
So much rubble. So little outcry. The silence of the city grates on her eardrums and the mantras she'd been forced to memorize. The Seers demanded they observe thirteen years of recitation before they attempt to weave their first World together.
But who other than the Seers can claim the incantations that knot the skeins they twist and pull on like reins hold fast? When have any of the Sisters recorded the visions they traced upon space-time and recited them, left them open for critique and discussion and debate?
Which is why she walks through the chalky soot of the smashed city around her. This all
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