The Gargoyle

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
A short story that came to my mind during a stroll through my hometown.

Submitted: January 19, 2017

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I have been on this church for two centuries, I have witnessed the nightlife of many generations, I have seen the kindness of man and the savagery of the beast inside. In this stone prison, my mind lives, but only at night. Cursed with immortality and loneliness, my only friends are the doves who visit and keep me company. It has been two centuries since a word left my mouth, two centuries my body frozen in the same position, I have long forgotten what it felt like to move. I can't describe the torture that it has been. I wish to see the light of the sun, feel its warmth surrounding me, hugging me. Or to feel the breeze of the wind that scares my friends away, that makes the leaves dance in Autumn. I wish to smell the air during the rain, to feel the droplets of water hit my skin, cooling it down. How I wish my stone body would be destroyed, so my mind could sleep forever and I could be free again. Alas, the night is my day, and this night is almost over. The sun is about to rise and my mind is setting, maybe tomorrow I will be set free.

Night has fallen, for me as quickly as a blink of an eye. What awaits tonight? The streets empty, the square by the fountain almost completely silent, all I can see is a young couple on one of the benches. How beautiful love is. How beautiful and unreachable. I have long forgotten the feel of another's touch, or the sensation of touching a loved one. To hold someone firmly in your arms, it seems as a distant past, almost a legend, a myth, that I have ever touched someone, that I have ever loved someone. Yet I still remember my first love. So many years ago it was, her name I can't remember, but I still know her smile. A smile so gorgeous that it could chase the clouds away and summon the sun. Her smile I remember, but nothing else. Maybe it is a myth... no, I can not let that thought control me, I was alive before I was turned into this grotesque statue. How long will I be in this stone prison? How long do I have to wait for my release? Will I ever... they are dancing, they just started dancing around the fountain, I hear no music. I couldn't hear the music, but they could. The music was in their hearts. I have been on this church for two centuries, never have I witnessed two people so much in love. Their past I know not, but their present is beautiful, their future full of hope. I can not, I must not let this stone prison kill me slowly. I shall look forward to the next night, and the night after that, to witness the beauty of the likes as today. Till my release comes I shall wait patiently and observe.


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