Queen of the Southern Blues
Prologue
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Have you ever wondered what it would be like to fly; to just jump up into the sky and never have to come back down? To feel the wind sweetly brushing over your body, like a lover's caress, or to be alongside a hawk or falcon while they soared above the world. Above life, and all the problems it held?
I used to wonder if I could go so high that I could touch the blue, or float to the sun. For awhile, I did get to. Touch the sky that is; to feel so light that nothing would ever bring me down. And then reality set in, and I hit the ground. Hard.
Naivety and innocence. Two things that I've lost in the big mess, and the only thing I have left it my name. No, not even that. I have nothing: no friends, no home, no one who will even smile at me. No one who trusts or believes me. And it's all my fault...
"How can you just go to them, Grace? How can you just betray us? Betray me?" He never called me Grace, except for once, and that was when he was angry; and he was angry, so so angry. The rage was barely contained in his eyes, those black, black eyes- and I knew who he was mad at. Me. I hurt him; had his heart in my palm and then squeezed it. He gave me what he could give no one else, knew me better than I knew myself sometimes. Then I blocked him out; cut him off slowly like everyone else. I didn't want to hurt him. Not any of them. But I had no other choice; I still don't have a choice. Couldn't they see?
I had did this for them, so they wouldn't have to suffer like I did. Wouldn't have to see what I've seen.
A shudder went down my spine, rain falling from the sky in thick, stinging sheets. It hit the asphalt and splattered in the puddles that had already formed, and the wind howled through the sky like a Blue Grass song.
Bayo, baby, baby
Hush, now baby, baby
Sleep now, baby baby
And you'll dream of being queen on the bayou
Baby, baby
Bayo, baby
Sleep now, baby, baby
Tears stung my eyes as I stared at him, mixing with the rain soaking through my hair and clothes. They were all staring at me- most void of emotions, staring blankly. I could barely make out those that I knew through the dimming light of the sky; color had been washed out, and in its place stood black and white. A cold hand was resting on my neck, lightly brushing my skin with long claws, cold with a steel-like touch.
"Now boy, Gracie-girrrrl isn't betraying you, she's just choossssing a better option. She knows who her real frrriends are," the creature hissed at him, brushing a limp piece of hair away from my neck, to tap against my necklace. His fists clenched, his body flickering in my vision, true form peeking through like a gray shadow. Fear tickled at my nerves, feather-soft, but still there.
"Now, if you would excusssse us, boy, we have the Knowing to find." The claws clenched around my arm, beginning to pull me back and away from them. From my second family. From him. From the center of my lopsided, and off-track world.
Yeah, I had been soaring through a clear sky yesterday, but now I had crashed on enemy territory and a hurricane was on the horizon.
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If there was a way... I'd take your hurt, and carry it for you.
Raven, The Raging Quiet
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Disclaimer: All fictional characters and settings are of the author's imagination. Plot belongs to the author. Any relations to real people is pure coincidence. Places and objects not of the author's imagination belong to their respective owners.
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This is my first attempt at a more serious story. I have the plot planned and everything. If you'd like to read more, leave a review. Pretty please? I'd like to know if people want to read this. I'll put chapters up anyway, but still. Ya know? Obviously, future chapters will be longer.
Now, let's see how this goes. :)
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