Pyrrha
A short story by WOLF DRC
We recess under a blooming cherry blossom as petals dance about in the passing zephyr; the dwindling light of a setting sun seeps through the breaks in distant branches. With vehemence I hold her; my vision lost in her sparkling emerald-eyes. In this instant my fears abscond... my past, my pain, and my sorrow recede into to the shadows as light engulfs the darkness in my soul. I annex my heart to hers as we truss our hands to evince our love, any despondency we once had has fleeted, retreated to some place I know not where. For in this moment, no dolor feelings or pallid sadness seeps its way into my heart; only the ineffable feeling of two sempiternal souls bound by ardor and lust. She nestles closer to rest on my shoulder; I hold her as my view transfers to waving branches in the distant treeline.
The petrichor and lavender mixed with a hint of oak greets my nose with a tickle, frosted petals descend upon us and kiss the dancing field. I return my gaze to her, she moves to meet my lips... a gentle gust greets our momentary meeting; upon completion, she advances to her feet, and ambles away. I watch in awe as her white dress flaps in the breeze, her hair waving to match the flutter of her dress. She twirls to face me, I bounce to my feet and advanced to meet her, her eyes close for a short moment, a tear escapes as she opens them.
As she sobs... she smiles, and waves, I reach out and grab her hand, only for it to turn to dust and vanish... with a sweet, yet painful whisper she mutters, "I love you." As the sunlight fades away. I watch in despair, as tears trickle forth from my cheek, as she scatters before me. She is gone... all is dark, no light left inside, I drop to my knees and bury my head in my hands; as tears seep through my fingers. Desolation consuming my soul as the space around me turns black; and the surrounding air crackles and burns, I am suffocating, drowning in despondency.
A flash of light as I fly forth from my bed to lean at its edge, my heart pounding as I reach for a lamp sitting atop my nightstand. As rain crashes into my window, I sit silent and still, I re-meet my dream as my conscious reminds me of reality. I'm reminded of the day she was cast away; reminded of the dawn I awoke to the ring of the knells, the day, that our bond was severed by the knife of life. I annex myself to her memory, as the sorrow of her loss razes my heart, and leaves me to bleed.
In the flickering light of my lamp, I reach for my locket, left sitting aside the lamp; I open it and gaze upon her picture. I am reminded of how lucky I was to have her, and how hapless I was to lose her... I am cast once more into a state of utter melancholy, cast into the sea of sorrow on a raft, without a paddle.I am filled with woe and aphotic memories of loss and suffering... but from that darkness, a glisten of light catches my eye. As I gaze into her eyes, I remember every jubilant moment, every kiss, every word, and every second I spend aside her.
Oh, how I miss the mellifluous tone of her voice, the felicity of waking aside her in the arising morning, her passion, and her loving heart. Alone, I now rot; sorrow installed by broken love, I have become lachrymose from my strife, night-by-night I brood while absconded in my candle-lit study.I stew in woe and malice, anger and madness, pain and sadness... for I have lost a piece of my soul, and await my return to the stars. I gaze down at your picture, and sob, I miss you, but worry not... because the next time we meet... it's forever... I love you, Pyrrha
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