Knight of Night
By Keeshe Kal'daka
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Dreams...
I went off to a far away land...
Place where dreams create and destroy...
Cause chaos or peace...
Bear with the sanity...
Or I might just never wake up...
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The air smells so sweet.
I like that smell, like wild flowers in spring.
Who wouldn't like that smell?
Better then the sick stench of blood...
This is paradise. To what my eyes behold me, it is paradise.
Hills of green far as the eye could see, trees rustling dewy leaves of fresh air.
Flowers blooming in the warm, glorious, sun shine. The light bathed everything in splendor.
No mangled dead bodies, no heavy red stains of ruined lives, no machines to destroy...
No greed,
or hate,
no malice,
or spite.
Nothing of such. Maybe, just maybe, I made it to heaven.
Did I deserve heaven?
I know I didn't die...
Why should I argue now? I am at peace here, this wonderful place.
My eye catches the fall of soft pink cherry blossems, as if snow coming from the tree, dancing over the clear blue lake, causing little ripples over and over. Sun light gives that magical sparkle, twinkles as if stars themselves were captured in this paradise as well. Glittering as happily as I was.
The sound of cloth snapping in the gentle wind ring in my ears, I look about to where it was coming from, certainly not from me. I can still hear it, over and over, my feet carry me in the direction, closer to the lake and to the tree where the blossems fell.
Was someone else here?
Someone was.
There was a rather large boulder sinking into the bank of the lake, as if protruding over to shade away some of those stars within the water. But that was not what had my attention, it was rather the someone sitting on that boulder. I couldn't tell the figure, who it was, but it was a man. No woman would have such a broth to this one. Yet still, this one I couldn't tell, he was hiding, underneathe a large gray cape, or cloak for he wore a rather bulky hood too. Why would someone want to hide away in this paradise? Who doesn't want to bath in this sunlight?
The wind blew again, dancing that gray material about the sitting person. Some reason my body wouldn't come any closer. I wanted to know who this was... My heart ached to know. But why ached. Such a strange thing this is.
I detect with my sight of black strands, like ribbons, dancing with the cloak, letting the sun give it's sheen of a navy, it was strands of thick ebon hair, why my fingers just itched to feel it's silk. How strange I feel.
Look at me...
I beg, but it wasn't my voice coming from my lips.
Yet, the person heard me, how, I don't know.
His head turned for the hood was shifting, not yet has a face shown itself to me, but he did notice me.
I see lips, firm teirs dipped in a grim line, he doesn't seem happy to see me, nor did it look like he was mad either.
He was saying something. His lips were moving, though I couldn't hear a word, as if whispering in the wind. Now he doesn't seem happy, see, i could tell, those lips were frowning just alittle. I don't like that! I can't hear you! What are you saying!
Wish I could yell but I feel rather speechless...
"You don't belong here..."
What?
Sleep induced chocolate eyes open to greet the soft gleam of the upcoming sunrise. Ken Hidaka was waking up alot earlier then he should. The soft rose color of it was graced across the sky which he could see now from his window. Usually he would have just rolled over on his bed and go back to sleep, maybe even take out his pillow to stuff his head under it. But something compelled him to become fully awake. Awake and aware.
'What the hell was that?'
He could remember the dream as clear as it was morning. Not one peice was missing to his drowsy mind, all rushing back in a tidal wave.
'What a dream...'
Still, he wondered as he sat up, letting the sheet fall down to his lap, a hand raking into his tossled chocolate bangs. 'What could it have mean?' Paradise, cherry blossems, that mysterious figure, those lips, those words.
"You don't belong here."
Yeah, no assassin with so much blood on his hands deserved heaven...
To be continued...
By Keeshe Kal'daka
-------------
Dreams...
I went off to a far away land...
Place where dreams create and destroy...
Cause chaos or peace...
Bear with the sanity...
Or I might just never wake up...
---------------
The air smells so sweet.
I like that smell, like wild flowers in spring.
Who wouldn't like that smell?
Better then the sick stench of blood...
This is paradise. To what my eyes behold me, it is paradise.
Hills of green far as the eye could see, trees rustling dewy leaves of fresh air.
Flowers blooming in the warm, glorious, sun shine. The light bathed everything in splendor.
No mangled dead bodies, no heavy red stains of ruined lives, no machines to destroy...
No greed,
or hate,
no malice,
or spite.
Nothing of such. Maybe, just maybe, I made it to heaven.
Did I deserve heaven?
I know I didn't die...
Why should I argue now? I am at peace here, this wonderful place.
My eye catches the fall of soft pink cherry blossems, as if snow coming from the tree, dancing over the clear blue lake, causing little ripples over and over. Sun light gives that magical sparkle, twinkles as if stars themselves were captured in this paradise as well. Glittering as happily as I was.
The sound of cloth snapping in the gentle wind ring in my ears, I look about to where it was coming from, certainly not from me. I can still hear it, over and over, my feet carry me in the direction, closer to the lake and to the tree where the blossems fell.
Was someone else here?
Someone was.
There was a rather large boulder sinking into the bank of the lake, as if protruding over to shade away some of those stars within the water. But that was not what had my attention, it was rather the someone sitting on that boulder. I couldn't tell the figure, who it was, but it was a man. No woman would have such a broth to this one. Yet still, this one I couldn't tell, he was hiding, underneathe a large gray cape, or cloak for he wore a rather bulky hood too. Why would someone want to hide away in this paradise? Who doesn't want to bath in this sunlight?
The wind blew again, dancing that gray material about the sitting person. Some reason my body wouldn't come any closer. I wanted to know who this was... My heart ached to know. But why ached. Such a strange thing this is.
I detect with my sight of black strands, like ribbons, dancing with the cloak, letting the sun give it's sheen of a navy, it was strands of thick ebon hair, why my fingers just itched to feel it's silk. How strange I feel.
Look at me...
I beg, but it wasn't my voice coming from my lips.
Yet, the person heard me, how, I don't know.
His head turned for the hood was shifting, not yet has a face shown itself to me, but he did notice me.
I see lips, firm teirs dipped in a grim line, he doesn't seem happy to see me, nor did it look like he was mad either.
He was saying something. His lips were moving, though I couldn't hear a word, as if whispering in the wind. Now he doesn't seem happy, see, i could tell, those lips were frowning just alittle. I don't like that! I can't hear you! What are you saying!
Wish I could yell but I feel rather speechless...
"You don't belong here..."
What?
Sleep induced chocolate eyes open to greet the soft gleam of the upcoming sunrise. Ken Hidaka was waking up alot earlier then he should. The soft rose color of it was graced across the sky which he could see now from his window. Usually he would have just rolled over on his bed and go back to sleep, maybe even take out his pillow to stuff his head under it. But something compelled him to become fully awake. Awake and aware.
'What the hell was that?'
He could remember the dream as clear as it was morning. Not one peice was missing to his drowsy mind, all rushing back in a tidal wave.
'What a dream...'
Still, he wondered as he sat up, letting the sheet fall down to his lap, a hand raking into his tossled chocolate bangs. 'What could it have mean?' Paradise, cherry blossems, that mysterious figure, those lips, those words.
"You don't belong here."
Yeah, no assassin with so much blood on his hands deserved heaven...
To be continued...