My childhood innocence, my innocence of heart, soul, body and mind, was torn apart the day I died, the day I was reborned, the day my nightmares came reality. My life ended at my death which was soon to be my beginning, my childhood is like a eerie darkness, spreading over my early years like a disease causing the pure hope to be crushed becoming twisted, dark, painful…heart retching…my heart turns to stone.
A small girl ran through the forest, her bare feet pounding along the cold, soft snow, leaving tiny footprints as she dodged between the trees gracefully as they whispered in astonishment and fear of the thing she was running too. She suddenly tripped on a unknown object, her face falling into soft snow, making her face pink. She lay there a few seconds but a lone scream calls to her, her face pulls from the snow looking towards the path ahead as her head spins and her eyes losses focus but she shakes it away sending blond hair across her face, her bright blue eyes stare towards her path tears dripping silently. She wipes them away and a defiant grit of her teeth sets in the face of the 9-year-old girl. She pulls herself up and begins running again, soft delicate blue flowers crunched under her footing, forgotten in the snow as she runs off, the flowers reflecting her innocence crushed.
She eventually reaches the place; she skids to a halt as she stands on the cliff facing her village. Her hair dancing in the wind, her eyes wide in shock, body cut on the journey, her small hands clutched at her side, a single tear follows a path down her pink cheeks, in the tear, hell is reflected. Fire is torn across the village, men on dark horses, robed in white, splashed in red, wielding crimson blades. The girl's eyes caught onto the leader of the savage group, and connected to the eyes of the woman in his out stretched arm which made contact with her neck. The girl's eyes grew wide and slowly her lips formed a single word which slipped into the crimson night, "mother…."
The woman sees the child, she lifts a hand to reach out for the girl, but strength is gone and the arm fall limps, the eyes look past into a world unknown. The men see the girl and all point to her, the leader shouting orders; but she can't hear them, her world crushed she is frozen unable to understand what is going on. Men stand there guard, evil grins set into twisted smiles, they lift their bows, setting arrows into the string, they release them and they slice through the sky. Time seemed to go slowly, but eventually they reached their mark, ten arrows for a 9-year-old child frozen in fear, and sadness. The girl stumbles back as blood blossoms at the spikes of the arrows, she falls, falls over the edge of the cliff and is lost, silently dead, amongst the crying weeds and whispering trees, the men laugh…
i wake...
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Okay guys this is not a one shot, this is a story...i think : D lol i have started on the next chapter its about the girl but...well i won't spoil it lol okie dokie -
p.s. sorry guys this isn't to do with wolf moon but i didn't know where to put it...it is to do with wolves, i might read up about wolf moon and turn it to the subject -
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