This is my first attempt on stories that do not exceed six pages. Or maybe even three. I hope that you will be able to get the grasp of it. I've changed my character names into something more fitting for convenience's sake as many of my readers were confused by the names. You may not be able to tell who has been changed, and I am sorry for that. I have never given my characters much exposure afterall. This post will be shipped to 13thBliss / Tennenboke when I'm done.
Showing posts with label Story. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Story. Show all posts
Friday, 8 January 2010
Tuesday, 19 May 2009
Completely and Surely a No-Win Entry
If I were a …Phantom’s Son
Ear piercing screams. That is what I hear everyday. It is just like a polite way of saying “Hello!” to me at every meeting. I wave in return, for I am a genteel man. However, they never bothered to wait for my response. I find it extraordinarily amusing. Everyone is so lively! From the maids to the chefs, the old caretaker, dancers and all- They’re extraordinarily energetic at any time of the day! Hold on, my dear friend. We have not acquainted ourselves yet.
Ear piercing screams. That is what I hear everyday. It is just like a polite way of saying “Hello!” to me at every meeting. I wave in return, for I am a genteel man. However, they never bothered to wait for my response. I find it extraordinarily amusing. Everyone is so lively! From the maids to the chefs, the old caretaker, dancers and all- They’re extraordinarily energetic at any time of the day! Hold on, my dear friend. We have not acquainted ourselves yet.
Tuesday, 12 February 2008
The Last Laugh
19th May
The blood stained phantom of my nightmares… When is he coming for my life? “I can be both your solace and the demon who mocks you. Tell me, who am I to you? Answer and I shall be it.” He often told me the harsh yet kind words… He neither shouted nor spoke harshly to me. His voice was always soft and gentle… He is the distantly familiar voice I failed to remember… Could this be the reason why you are angry, Phantom? Have you developed a deep hatred for me for forgetting you? I never meant to forget…Even as I write; my memories beyond two years fail me. I want to remember you, Phantom… You who always dons the black evening coat and the long walking stick you explained it was a staff… I am selfish Phantom… I want them all… You are everything… Yes… Your voice, your soul, your love… Everything… I want all of it because it’s you…
The blood stained phantom of my nightmares… When is he coming for my life? “I can be both your solace and the demon who mocks you. Tell me, who am I to you? Answer and I shall be it.” He often told me the harsh yet kind words… He neither shouted nor spoke harshly to me. His voice was always soft and gentle… He is the distantly familiar voice I failed to remember… Could this be the reason why you are angry, Phantom? Have you developed a deep hatred for me for forgetting you? I never meant to forget…Even as I write; my memories beyond two years fail me. I want to remember you, Phantom… You who always dons the black evening coat and the long walking stick you explained it was a staff… I am selfish Phantom… I want them all… You are everything… Yes… Your voice, your soul, your love… Everything… I want all of it because it’s you…
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