Archive: 4 posts

---

Well after realizing that I had a story in my head, I quickly typed it out, and thought it was pretty cool, and depressing Hopefully this is the right place to put this... I hope you like it, please leave comments! He stood there, standing in the eternal abyss of everlasting sorrow. He couldn?t stop it. No matter how hard he tried, no matter what he did, he couldn?t stop it. He stood in the tall grass, staring into the heavens, asking; Why? Why me, what have I done to deserve this? The man had never done anything bad in his life. Nothing. He was a clean as a whistle. But he was still tormented by the death. The undying regret, as if he did something. Above his head a crow flew. It circled him, over and over again. Was it tormenting him? Was it telling him that he deserved this? But... but... why? An ember fluttered onto his shoulder, making a small scorch, before disappearing into thin air. His eyes closed from the sting, then opened them. Everything came into view... everything. The man turned around. There was a wince of pain in his knee. He looked down and saw a piece of wood sticking into his flesh. He bent over and grasped the wood. He closed his eyes. Sucking in all this death, this... pain. With all his might he pulled out the piece of wood, holding it in his hand. Staring at it. Was this another message? Another piece of this massive puzzle? He didn?t understand it, he didn?t understand anything. He didn?t understand life. He glanced up, to see a small house, burning like nothing he had ever seen. The house was just a cube, only some supports remained. And then, he saw them, all four of them. Four burning pieces of flesh; his family; his life. They were gone; gone so fast. A tear dripped down his cheek, to be evaporated by the heat. This must stop. Today. He will end it, and finally be lifted from this deadly veil. He looked at the wood. I can do this... He looked at the heavens once more... Are you happy!?! Are you pleased now!?! Well you should be! The man grasped the piece of wood with both hands, sweat dripping down his hands. He slowly pushed the wood away from his body. Another tear dripped from his eye. And then... happiness. His heart stopped, his eyes closed. His tears stopped. His body dropped like a stone in a pit. He was finally free...

2009-02-13 06:43:00 Author: Kog Posts: 2358

---

Woah... That was... Awesome.... No seriously, even though it was depressing, it was a very very good story... + Rep for you, good job.

2009-02-13 06:47:00 Author: Whalio Cappuccino Posts: 5250

---

Thanks! It is very depressing, but is the man dead? Or is he still alive? You don't even know if he's a human? Or who was his family? Where was he? Why was he there? Why was he alive? Why was his house burning? Many, many questions in this massive puzzle of despair. :hero:

2009-02-13 06:52:00 Author: Kog Posts: 2358

---

Yeah, it was kind of jumping around, like he was being mocked by a crow, and all of a sudden an ember on his shoulder, then bam a stick in his leg, pretty random but it makes it even better for some reason. And you're right the man didn't technically die, but it sounded like it, "his body dripped like a stone in a pit." Seems like he died, but like you said, that's the mystery.

2009-02-13 06:55:00 Author: Whalio Cappuccino Posts: 5250

Posts: 1077139    Threads: 69970    Members: 9661    Archive-Date: 2019-01-19

Aus dem Archiv wurden alle persönlichen Daten wie Name, Anschrift, Email etc. - aber auch sämtliche Inhalte wie z.B. persönliche Nachrichten - entfernt.
Die Nutzung dieser Webseite erfolgt ohne Speicherung personenbezogener Daten. Es werden keinerlei Cookies, Logs, 3rd-Party-Plugins etc. verwendet.