Samstag, 9. Juli 2022

Story Friday Spezial 02

 Dear L.,

this is your Story.

I hope you enjoy it.


Thanks for your Words.

DESOLATE
LANGUISH
HAVEN 


The guiding sing while writing.




When Stars fall

 

When stars fall

 

Slowly she opens her eyes.

Breathing heavily, she raises her head.

Tears run down her face.

Over. Off and over.

She hears voices. Voices that are getting closer and closer.

Accompanied by dog barking.

She doesn't want it to be true.

Should it end? Here in the DESOLATE barren stone desert?

Severely exhausted, she kneels on the hard stone floor.

She can't do any more. She looked up at the night sky.

Stars, so many stars in the sky.

And they? She is alone. Down here on the ground.

Steps are getting closer and closer. The barking of the dogs has taken on a new sound.

The sound of LANGUISHING  for prey.

And the prey, the prey is she.

Strengt. No more Strength. More tears run down her cheek. Over.

She remembers his words. From him who always watched over her.

But he is no more.

"The day will come. The day when your longing away from the loneliness that guardians of this lost world will turn against you. On this day you will face your fear spots and stars will fall.  A new day will dawn. A new era. A safe HAVEN for everyone."

The loud steps tear them out of memory.

She has had enough. No more fear, no more escape.

While surrounded by the dark figures, she rises.

Firm determination shapes her face.

A smile and then she spreads her arms and screams.

Loud.

From the bottom of her heart.

Weapons fly towards her.

But they bounce off ineffectively.

Like an invisible force field.

With her arms outstretched, she turns as her cry continues.

Stars begin to move.

And to fall.

The figures recede.

Force fields form around all the innocents as the stars continue to fall.

They hit everywhere.

Liberating.

Detergent.

Only the innocent remain unharmed.

Then her scream falls silent and she stops her turn.

The force fields disappear.

The wasteland has given way to green. Nature.

Flora and fauna.

No more dark figures, no more darkness, just innocence.

And freedom.

And in the distance she sees him.

The safe haven.

Overjoyed, she went to her knees.

Tears ran, tears of happiness, tears of relief.

And it seems as if she sees his face in the sky.

His face, which says: When stars fall......

And smiles.


The End?


I hope you smile, too.

Have nice Weekend.

Yours Wyvern


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