Don’t Forget, Don’t Give Up

Come on, come on!
Look at the view!
I can’t believe it’s been here all along.
My but how high up we are!
Better get a snapshot or two or
I‘ll surely forget when I’ve gone away.
Never had I thought I would reach this point.
Giving up seemed like the way, but now I know I never will again.
“It is not the mountain we conquer but ourselves.”
~Edmund Hillary

Solaris looked out over the wreckage before her and sorrowed within her heart. So many lives lost, so much destruction but if they were to defend their way of life and their ability to choose there was no other way to go about it. But, thankfully, this fight was over.

There would be a lot of work still ahead of them, but for now, they could rest.

“Is it done?”

Solaris turned and met the eyes of her Guardian.

“No, Star, it is far from done, but for now, we can rest.”

Star nodded, her eyes dark and her face pale. “I thought as much.”

She sounded dejected and Solaris frowned slightly and placed a hand on her shoulder.

“There is always light at the end-”

“But we’re not at the end, My Queen, we are far from it.”

Solaris tapped a finger against Star’s cheek and smiled,”There is still light even throughout this. I know that you miss her greatly, but are you not pleased that she has recovered?”

“You know I am, Highness.”

“And is not this battlefield already being cleaned away, the dead being buried and the wounded being healed.”

“Yes, Highness.”

“And have we not pushed Chaos, our Enemy back?”

Star nodded grudgingly, determined to be downtrodden in her misery.

“And are you and I not standing here together?”

Star sighed, feeling more put upon, but also feeling a smile tug at her lips. “I know what you are about, my Queen.”

“And you know that I shall keep going lest you give in and admit your defeat.”

Star chuckled at that, she knew that Solaris did not usually prefer more formal sounding speech and she always had the funniest look on her face when she did use it.

Solaris’s smile broadened in triumph at the sound, “There, you see? Plenty of light all around us.”


Written for this Monday challenge from Light and Shade: http://lightandshadechallenge.blogspot.co.uk/2014/06/light-and-shade-challenge-monday-2nd.html

Grief-stricken

She screamed out her anger, her rage and her grief.

The winds ripped around her, destroying whatever they could grasp in their wispy fingers and shredding anything that stood against them. Ice spiked out from her and were reduced to hard needles in the whirlwind.

She doesn’t look up to view the destruction she has caused, is causing. She doesn’t care.

In her arms lies her child, his eyes blank and his features slack.

Rigor mortis has not set in yet.


Written because when I’m tired and my head aches a certain way, this scene will not go away.

This was also written quite a bit ago and couldn’t decide if it would settle itself into my Former Guardian universe or not. It just sort of floats around my head from time to time and is incredibly depressing.

Star-Crossed

With a sad smile, he disappeared from her life.

He’d promised to meet her at the old bridge and he’d been there, though she hadn’t been able to see him. For hours she waited and he never came. With a slump in her shoulders, she left, her head hung as low as the sun over the mountains.

“He never came,” she whispered as a tear trailed from her eye.

He watched, knowing that he could never let her know that he’d come. “I’m sorry,” he breathed in a voice that couldn’t reach her ears, no matter how closely he stood.

image: blenderman2 on rgbstock.com

Written for today’s Light and Shade Challenge: http://lightandshadechallenge.blogspot.co.uk/2014/05/challenge-friday-9th-may.html

And this time, I got the word count right!

Teardrop Creations – Day Thirteen

Teardrop creations,
That is what we are called.
We were created
By our Mother of All.
 
She was so Lonely,
Our Mother of All,
She called out for others,
But none answered Her Call.
 
Tears welled up in her eyes,
She sobbed out her heart,
Begging others with cries
To come and stay with Her.
 
When tears fell from her cheeks
They splattered on the ground
And grew up and up,
Until she was surrounded all around.
 
Different things sprung up
And with a tremulous smile,
The Mother of All
Found Her worthwhile.

Written as my offering for today’s NaPoWriMo Prompt: http://www.napowrimo.net/2014/04/lucky-thirteen/

Also, this is sort of an homage to a universe that I’ve been writing in since grade school. It’s a partially finished work that I have worked off and on through for over a decade and a half at least. I’ve known how it was to end almost since the beginning, it’s getting to the ending that has always been a bit of a problem. The most interesting thing about this story is that it was something that I inherited from a friend and is in no way shape or form a fanfiction. Someday I hope to finished this particular story.

Joy Streaked Sorrow

Gone for so long
I reach out once more.
I’m afraid to move on,
But I know the future is more.
 
This time not forgotten,
I will carry it always.
Within my heart.

Written for the final prompt from Trifectra: http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/2014/03/trifextra-week-105.html

I’ve seen many things end and begin in my life, even if they are not things that are on a stage like Trifectra. They have been something to me and though I have mourned their ending, knowing that each ending can be another’s beginning has given me joy within that sorrow.

Thank you, Trifectra editors, your challenges helped me learn that you can say a lot with only a little.

Not Wanted

The funeral had been hard to sit through. Her sons were angry and sad and didn’t know just how much he was missed.

Mary sighed as her eldest slammed the door behind him.

This isn’t what I meant.


Written for this week’s Trifextra challenge: http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/2014/02/trifextra-week-103.html

A little interlude somewhere in the Former Guardian story after her estranged husband dies.