A/N: Hey, this is the first time I'm posting something so let me know what ya think and I'll see about adding more. R&R if yall like it I might put more up but I just want to know if it sounds interesting enough to continue. Thanx. ï
It is dark today. Then again, it is always dark to me. A heavy fog hangs in the air, suffocating, as if the very air is crying. It is going to happen tonight, I can feel it. Maybe this will end it. Maybe I will be free after this. I hope so. I am so tired. I want to lie down and rest, finally rest. There is something different about this one though. It may be my last. The sun is starting to set. Soon it will be time. I turn as I hear the cry of a crow and see him come in to land on my shoulder. I look at him, hoping this time he will answer me, but as always, he is silent. Sensing his readiness, I jump from my perch to the ground far below using his wings to slow my fall. Landing softly on the wet pavement, I walk into the wall of fog using it to cloud my presence as it swallows me whole.
I hear their laughter. Strange, it is somehow familiar. Like something in a dream long ago forgotten. There is a child crying. A man's voice is begging them to stop, begging them to spare the child. For some reason I feel as if I want to go to that child, to help her. I want to grab her before they can kill her, but I know that I can not. It is part of my curse, my payment, my redemption.