the insight

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic

You don't know who I am, but my story is all that matters. It is all you need to know when asking how we got here....

This is my story, who I am doesn't really matter, all you need to know is how we managed to get here. Euphoria, the shadow land. This is what you would call hell, previous beings trapped to outlive their shadows, what were once memories that have now been tainted by the presence of the true evil, Agriphi. These lands were once beautiful meadows where the families of our ancestors roamed living off the purest light yet because of their greed and twisted thoughts, sinful acts we are now forced into Euphoria. Let me take you into my ancestors time.

Green fields surrounded the families of the past, the ones who lived under the natural light. There lived my first shadow. In the background of the holly meadow we used to play opposite one another blissful and innocent. “There is no other beauty in this world I have come across sweetness” a voice from below the willows called to her. “Ancesto I think its time for us to head back home for morning call, you wouldn't want Hellsin to worry about you, would you?” Ancesto had always been a child born of free will, she never fully believed in the light so would make her own way through her life line, until that day when I should have encouraged the darkness within myself to take over as my instinct told me to. “Why do you always let the green eyes monster within take over, did you not hear the beautiful willow woman tell me of my beauty, it would be too rude to walk away when she is only complimenting what is clear to the naked eye” As those words passed from her lips she has already placed her hands into the hand of the willow woman. I stumbled as I ran back through the holly field to tell Hellsin of the willow woman only to find the meadow of home was on fire. There in the centre of what I could only see as a surrounding of falling ash was our beautiful Hellsin, even through the crisp outer layer of what was once her skin you could still see her beauty. How was she to know of the willow woman and her whereabouts now?

Many years passed before I let anyone in on my quest to find Ancesto. I had searched through the meadows of ages finding each encounter more horrific than the next, I would always hear the willow woman’s voice before I saw the next violent torture commence.

The first village I came across every last inhabitant was hanging from their bedroom ceilings, the children were missing yet you could see their toys had recently been played with, one even was rolled towards my walkway as I passed through as if she was trying to force the darkness I had always had within me to the surface, yet I was determined not to encounter my own inner dark as I had always known Ferra was more powerful than any slight darkness I had encountered. I managed to pass through the village lighting a candle for each passed soul I had come across through the village of Heaight.

Upon my approach of the village Jeacun I heard a cry from my Ancesto, it was as though she was trapped within the village. I ran towards her only to find the torture of this village has been heightened. This time the willow woman had left me a message, she had placed Ancesto's voice box upon the statue of Hope and left her last message hand written to me. Why didn't you save me? How could you let her take me? The voice from the willow she … she raped me. She took my heart with words so sweet then used all she had to impale me. You will find what remains of me underneath the willow tree. Why oh why didn't you save me? Was I to believe this note talking from beyond the living, was this note truly from Ancesto? That is where my first shadow began to attach itself onto what little now remained of the light within myself. I had chosen to follow my path and to continue my search forward for Ancesto after all she couldn't leave a note from the shadow realm ….could she?


Submitted: September 12, 2015

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