Echoes

by whatdotheydream

Voices whisper in the dark. They tell us stories. They watch us. And they tell us stories. But, story, that means lie, right? Because these aren't lies. They tell us so we won't forget. They tell us…because they don't forget. T, only because of angst. Only that. Maybe later blood, or darkness. I suppose it depends on my mood.

1. Sea Bright

"Once Upon A Time…" They said.

"Once upon a time… There was a cottage shaped from porcelain. It had a red, flowery vined tea-cup pattern, and it sat on the edge of a cliff leaning over the sea. There was a little girl, too. She lived there. She played in the waves, and her name, her name it was… it was…Muriel…And that meant…it meant…'Sea-Bright,' because she was the light of the darkest waters…She was the moon's light on the sea. Pale and silver, and her laughter was…silver too…. And she was…The…she was…hope… But….Even the moon needs light…And without it…without it…it… She… Her name…it became…Melantha, because it meant…'dark flower'….And she became…a shadow… And it…it…it…Once upon a time…Once upon a time…There was a little girl, who became… Once upon a time, there was a…There was…Once upon a time.

Voices whisper in the dark. They tell us stories. They watch us. And they tell us stories. But, story, that means lie, right? Because these aren't lies. They tell us so we won't forget. They tell us…because they don't forget.