Title: Darken the Darkness Darker
Part: 1/1
Author: Issei
Genre: Ficlet… Yaoi or not is up to the way you interpret things.
Paring: None? Slight MitKo?
Rating: PG
Archive: Sdfic ML, www.fanfiction.net and anyone who wants it.
Disclaimer: the characters do not belong to me…dun sue!!
Writer's Note: Hello people, been quite busy and did not have the time to do Struggle. I am taking English Literature now and came across this poem "The Beach" by Ted Hughes in his "Birthday's Letter" collections, a book of poem written for Sylvia Platt after her death. The title of the ficlet was a code from the "The Beach" and I think it is great! Well this ficlet is about Mitsui and his experience when he first got injured. Do give me your comments! Thank You! *Bows and goes into lurker mode*
Warning: This is a dark fic…
Darken the Darkness Darker
He was down; his life was falling apart, falling into misery. When all the lamps around extinguished, he was plunged into eternal darkness a cold hard darkness. As he walked alone on this path, there was all but one light ahead. The end of the tunnel he thought. But he was wrong. It was only but a glowing lamp. It gave him the slightest warm in that cold and it brighten the path ahead just that bit. But it had been enough. In fact, it was overwhelming after being under scrutiny of the demons in the darkness. He was glad for the light and he could have stayed with this lamp…
The lamp was his hopes, his log in that vast ocean, the vast ocean of trouble and of turmoil. And how hard he clanged to the log he did not know. All he knew was that if he had hang on long enough he had be able reach a shore or at least reach land, where happiness and joy awaits, a brilliant sun under the sandy beaches. There was hope, a belief that he had on his mind. The source of light, the log kept him company for many a days, weeks as a matter of fact. Then came the day that he saw the shore, the sun and the sandy beaches. As if by magic he had travelled in his many fitful nights with the lamp to the end of the dark tunnel, he had found the way out of the darkness and there he saw the way out. He should have waited for the next night or a few other nights. Then he could have gotten out safely with his lamp, his only source of light while he was in that wild darkness. He could have reached the land of gay and joy.
Yet, his impatience caused him everything. He had thought that he could make it on his own, back to the shore, out of the tunnel. But as soon as he left his lamp, the log, he was plunged into the deep darkness again. This time, he was left with nothing and as he carried on along the way, the brightness before seemed to darken the darkness darker or so it appeared to be. And alone he embarked on a journey in that harsh darkness.
Then one day, he heard a voice called out to him. A voice of comfort a voice that said he belonged. Out in the cruel darkness for too long a time, he wanted to reach out to someone anyone, anything that could save the wretched him. And in the end, he did yield to the calls of the demons in disguise and fell into the deepest darkness ever, consumed in a world of pure black. A world that only an angel can enter, and the angel who had planted the lamp was not to come in a while…
Owari!
Any comments? Do post them or mail me… will be waiting!
Issei_kun_@hotmail.com
Part: 1/1
Author: Issei
Genre: Ficlet… Yaoi or not is up to the way you interpret things.
Paring: None? Slight MitKo?
Rating: PG
Archive: Sdfic ML, www.fanfiction.net and anyone who wants it.
Disclaimer: the characters do not belong to me…dun sue!!
Writer's Note: Hello people, been quite busy and did not have the time to do Struggle. I am taking English Literature now and came across this poem "The Beach" by Ted Hughes in his "Birthday's Letter" collections, a book of poem written for Sylvia Platt after her death. The title of the ficlet was a code from the "The Beach" and I think it is great! Well this ficlet is about Mitsui and his experience when he first got injured. Do give me your comments! Thank You! *Bows and goes into lurker mode*
Warning: This is a dark fic…
Darken the Darkness Darker
He was down; his life was falling apart, falling into misery. When all the lamps around extinguished, he was plunged into eternal darkness a cold hard darkness. As he walked alone on this path, there was all but one light ahead. The end of the tunnel he thought. But he was wrong. It was only but a glowing lamp. It gave him the slightest warm in that cold and it brighten the path ahead just that bit. But it had been enough. In fact, it was overwhelming after being under scrutiny of the demons in the darkness. He was glad for the light and he could have stayed with this lamp…
The lamp was his hopes, his log in that vast ocean, the vast ocean of trouble and of turmoil. And how hard he clanged to the log he did not know. All he knew was that if he had hang on long enough he had be able reach a shore or at least reach land, where happiness and joy awaits, a brilliant sun under the sandy beaches. There was hope, a belief that he had on his mind. The source of light, the log kept him company for many a days, weeks as a matter of fact. Then came the day that he saw the shore, the sun and the sandy beaches. As if by magic he had travelled in his many fitful nights with the lamp to the end of the dark tunnel, he had found the way out of the darkness and there he saw the way out. He should have waited for the next night or a few other nights. Then he could have gotten out safely with his lamp, his only source of light while he was in that wild darkness. He could have reached the land of gay and joy.
Yet, his impatience caused him everything. He had thought that he could make it on his own, back to the shore, out of the tunnel. But as soon as he left his lamp, the log, he was plunged into the deep darkness again. This time, he was left with nothing and as he carried on along the way, the brightness before seemed to darken the darkness darker or so it appeared to be. And alone he embarked on a journey in that harsh darkness.
Then one day, he heard a voice called out to him. A voice of comfort a voice that said he belonged. Out in the cruel darkness for too long a time, he wanted to reach out to someone anyone, anything that could save the wretched him. And in the end, he did yield to the calls of the demons in disguise and fell into the deepest darkness ever, consumed in a world of pure black. A world that only an angel can enter, and the angel who had planted the lamp was not to come in a while…
Owari!
Any comments? Do post them or mail me… will be waiting!
Issei_kun_@hotmail.com