Running Scared

Sometimes I run,
Sometimes I hide,
Sometimes I’m scared of you…

–Brittney Spears, Sometimes

It didn’t matter how far she moved away, the mocking laughter was always there, surrounding her, hounding her, letting her know that all of her attempts to escape were in vain.

“You can’t escape, darling,” the voice taunted, “Wherever you run, I will be there waiting. Wherever you hide, the light will shine.”

Sweat trickled down her neck, disappearing into the opaque clothing that she always wore. Her eyes darted about, but found no one stepping forth from the shadows. Harsh light glared down at her and only her ability to quickly adjust her eyesight saved her from being blinded.

“And though you have always loved the light, you find that it is not what you thought it was, was it?” the voice continued, “Not so comforting nor warm.”

She continued to run, but the harsh light followed after her and the shadows only grew larger.

“You can’t escape something in your own mind~!” the voice, her voice, singsonged at her.

She closed her eyes and kept running.

Be careful when you fight the monsters, lest you become one. —Friedrich Nietzsche (1844 – 1900)

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Little snippet inspired by today’s prompt from Light and Shade Challenge. It’s only a little snippet because I’m still sick with that cold and having a hard time doing more than little snippets of work. Just can’t think.

EDIT: Got the first quote slightly wrong, Thanks, joetwo, for pointing it out to me.

WARNING: Arrogance Ahead

Against stupidity the gods themselves contend in vain. –Friedrich Schiller

So you think you know more than me?
There’s no way that can be true.
Unless you have managed to learn and
Partake of the humility fruit.
It’s nectar is sweet as the morning dew.
Don’t forget that arrogance can regrow, so
It behooves you to work to be humble.
There is never a cure for this disease
Yet people insist this is not so.
 

Little thing inspired by yesterday’s prompt from the Light and Shade Challenge.

He Watched And Smiled

He watched over the people below. They were hurrying about, no one really paying all that much attention to anyone or anything around them. It was easy for them to ignore the unwashed children with empty bellies, the disabled veteran sitting under an awning with everything he owned held in a beat up backpack and his only friend a happy-looking but equally dirty dog. The garbage on the streets was ignored just as easily and the teens sneaking around the edges of the allies looking furtive were only glared at before, like everything else, ignored.

If any of the children, veterans, teens or garbage on the streets and sidewalks got a glance it was one of derision or disgust. There was no kindness happening or people giving one another a smile and a nod as they passed.

He gazed down in triumph, knowing that he had won this town fair and square.

Well, he giggled darkly, he hadn’t really played fair but it’s not like he cared all that much about such a thing anyway.

All he cared about was winning in the first place at any cost and sometimes, the cost was the best part of the bargain.

Watching as the people who had thought they were helping those they loved make the decision to cut them out of their lives. Those who thought they were getting something for nothing. Those who thought he was ‘simply misunderstood.’

He loved watching each and every one of them fall to his carefully planned traps and loopholes. It was delicious seeing the realizations in their eyes, feel the despair curling up in their hearts and souls and the darkness grow ever stronger in their minds.

This town was his. This valley was his. This country was his. This world was his.

He’d won.

 

Image taken by Thomas Marlowe on the streets of the city of York


Written for today’s Light and Shade Challenge picture: http://lightandshadechallenge.blogspot.co.uk/2014/06/light-and-shade-challenge-monday-9th.html

Also, because I just feel a little down today for some reason. Just tired is all.

Doubts of the Enemy Seep Through

It wasn’t until long after her sister was gone that she realized the fighting wasn’t truly over.

“There’s been another attack!”

“But all of the Enemy is gone!”

“How is this possible?!”

The fears and doubts started coming out as people turned and remembered that she had been the one to send away on of the better defenses they’d ever had.

It didn’t take much more to remember that she was more closely related to the Enemy than she was to any of her allies.

“We never should have sent Comet away!”

“With another anchor for a chaos-souled gone, how soon would Star turn against us?”

“We should be more careful around her…”

Their whispers were never more than murmurs when she was around and they would sometimes stop talking at all should she enter the room. Their eyes ever watchful as if they were waiting for some sign that she was the reason behind the renewed attacks.

The only solace was the fact that her Princess would hear nothing against her.

“Star could no sooner turn traitor than I.” Solaris would say to any who brought forth concerns and doubts over Star’s loyalties.

“But, you Majesty, she is a chaos-souled-”

“And yet she has never taken any action save for our lives to be prolonged, nor has she ever spared any of the Enemy save they have truly turned aside from their born task to destroy.”

“Princess, that is not the poi-”

The arguer cut themselves off as soon as Star entered the room. His watchful eyes shadowed as he met her eyes, but saying nothing more.

Solaris didn’t like that.

“If you can bring your doubts and concerns to me in person instead of by message like so many others,” she reprimanded sternly, “Then you can certainly say it in front of the person you are accusing! I will not have falseness within my Court and certainly not right in front of my face!”

Her voice did not raise in volume, but the extent of her disappointment and disapproval with this course of action. Solaris did not approve of this kind of backstabbing even if there was no actual actions save for verbally. If you had a problem with someone, you take it up with them, in private, and work it out. You didn’t slink around it and talk badly about that person behind their back and you most certainly would treat them with the common courtesy that all deserved.

Solaris even allowed the fallen Enemy its due courtesy. This was one of the reasons that even their Enemy had respected Solaris.


Written after reading this Monday’s Light and Shade Challenge: http://lightandshadechallenge.blogspot.co.uk/2014/05/monday-19-may-2014.html

I actually remembered that there was a word limit on this prompt!