Always a hint of light

Author: * Alexandra Scordisci - 3 Posts on this thread out of 17 Posts sitewide.
Date: Jul 26, 2004 - 12:19

~Sasha~

Palid as a ghost, the boy, now a man, still lacked sparkle of full heavenly liveliness. There was entropy of emotion that carried with Quin since the moment I took him under my wing. I always saw the yearning of his soul, wanting to make the plunglng rush towards the light that would offer eternal bliss.

When I looked at him, for the first time, I saw the evil beneath, frozen on the retina of his mind’s eye, in a black freize. He was silent, almost gone. The very beat of his heart was settling, beginning its final slow dance to the depths of damnation. I held him in a dreadful silence, that day. Too much spoke from far beneath this boy, I would spare as much as I could from the bite that would hinder forever in his blood.

That day, I vowed to cast a light in every breeze that surrounded him. And if the wind stood still, I would come to him in shadow or face, a sillouette filling the light, and leave a simple reminder to pull him through his demons.

He would, one day, take my place to lead the innocent and lost above the evil wave that dwelled within the bitten. This I vowed.