1 Name: Kotori : 2016-05-09 00:25 ID:oHSbFlaJ [Del]
Hey, Kotori here! I've alwaysed dabbled in writing and even posted some stories elsewhere, but unless it's smut, it's doubtful I'll get any feedback. That in mind, this seems like the perfect place to get genuine feedback on my original works. So I guess I'll just post a story and see how it goes.
2 Name: Kotori : 2016-05-09 00:35 ID:oHSbFlaJ [Del]
(AUTHOR'S NOTE: I had this published in a local magazine about a year or two ago, though what you see here is the unedited version. I'm very prou of this one, seeing it was the first work of mine to meet the physical world and get put to paper. Without further adeu, I give you Sparks in Shadows)
Sparks in Shadow
"Make peace with the divines," ordered the Harbinger of Death as the
former Knight lost himself in the flames of his hearth. He had long
since scraped his mail and turned his helm and blade into decorations
for his small one room cottage on the forests' edge.
"I would not keep you waiting, Dark One, for I have much to atone
for." The ex-knight spoke calmly, keeping his compositor and bearings
about him. "It would take the length of a year to make peace."
The Dark One was covered head to toe in a long shadowy cloak, all
shrouded except for his dark wings and his menacing scythe, which he
kept chambered at his side like one would a staff or spear. "You do
not fear me nor your divine judgment?"
The ex-knight nodded solemnly. "I am more than prepared to die, ready
to accept my ultimate fate, whatever Supreme Being awaits me."
"Then you wish not for your final rights?"
"I wish only for release from this world. Though." His voice trailed
off, fading into the sound of crickets and the flickering of flames.
The Angel of Death signaled for him to continue.
"I would ask to see what lies beneath the shrouding cloak of Death, to
see your face if it is to be the last face I see."
The angel was stunned with surprise. 'What an odd request,' he
thought. But he would grant his wish. Even if the knight had spat in
the eye of life.
The Harbinger grabbed the end of his cloak and ripped it off in one
fell swoop. Underneath was not a boney skeleton, nor a disembodied
spirit, but a man with a crown of silver hair and crimson red eyes.
They were not the eyes of a devil, nor a demon, nor any other being of
dread. They were the eyes of a man.
Simple and clean.
When the man looked into his eyes he could see the feint reflection of
himself. The pain, the loss, the suffering. He saw it all in the Black
Angel's eyes. But it was not his pain, it was the Angel's own to bare.
"Tell me Dark One, why do you glid across our skies? Why does death
fall upon us all?"
"I surf these skies for reasons I've long lost sight of. I am not the
bringer of death, but the guide of souls."
"A guide lights the way."
"Indeed. So answer me this, where is your lantern?"
"Lost with the hope of continuing onward." The knight threw a plank of
wood into the hearth. "Should have brought your own light."
"You should learn to look around." He pointed to a portrait above the
hearth. "That is your daughter, no?"
"Aye She is with child. I love her more than life itself."
The angel smiled. He had found the knight's soft spot. "But you would
rip from her a chunk of her life? Leave your daughter's children
without a grandfather?"
"I"
"My appearance does not mean the end of your life, just the peak of
distress. Live on. For her." The flames of the hearth cracked. Silent
tears fell from the old Knight's face.
"What is your name?"
The flames died, surrounding the cottage in shadow. "Will you live on?"
"Yes. I shall." He had found his new light to follow. A reason to move forward.
"My name" He paused. If the Knight broke his promise, they would meet
again soon. But there was no reason he shouldn't comply. "Is
Renascentia."
End
4 Name: Kotori : 2016-05-11 00:19 ID:56BXvs3Q [Del]
Thank you! I'm particularly found of this one. Always have been.
As for other writings, a few things, but nothing saved on any computer. It's all hand written. Maybe I'll type a few out sometime.
