Light Within the Dark

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
Just a short story I wrote. Sort of based on a promise that I made a long while ago. Make a moral out of it if you will. I wrote this story because I had no other metaphor to use for how I had felt at the time. Take it as you will. I just hope you enjoy it. :)

Submitted: April 01, 2014

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Submitted: April 01, 2014



As I lie here in the dark alleyway, the blood leaving my body and into the streets, I can see the stars. But more importantly, the full moon.

I can remember her. I can see her face, hear the sound of her voice. The shine of her eyes, the melody of her laugh.

I remember the good times we have had, the times we'd laughed together, and the times we cried. The feeling of the first kiss. The feeling of the first meeting...

I remember the time that I told her the truth. Those three words...

I can remember the promise that I made to her.

"When you find yourself missing me, just look at the Moon and the Stars. Know that I'll be looking too. Looking, watching, wishing, hoping. Hoping that when I return to you, everything will be the same. That I will be the same and so will you. That nothing will change. That I can return to you and only you."

That was the dream. That was the wish that was not granted...

I look back on my life. Did I live it to the fullest? Is there anything that I could have done differently? Would I have done those things? Of course not. I did what I could. I lived the parts of life that I wanted to.

I can feel my life waning. I am disappearing from this world...

My vision is blurring. What could have been? I push the thought away. I don't want to know what the future could have been.

As my last few breathes are drawn, I see a figure of a man. 

He approaches slowly...

"Do not worry, I will let you see her one last time... If you are prepared for the consequences..."

I tried to speak, but I couldn't. The blood was coming out of my throat.

"Do you accept?"


"Then it is a deal," he said in a tone of mockery.

I suddenly felt the wounds being healed. The blood filling my body again. 

I tried to look at him, but my vision was still blurred. I held my eyes close for a few seconds.

When I opened my eyes, I was in her room. She was standing at her window, tears flowing down her face as she stared at the sky.

"Don't worry, I'm...."

"She can't hear you, not yet," said he.

"Why not? You promised. You made a deal. You..."

"Not a proper one," he said. "First, you must sign..."

He held out a book with several names in it. Suddenly, my name appeared in it...

"Now, turn to your lover. But be warned that I only give you till the sunrise...."

"Yes. Yes, of course..."

As I turned around, so did she. She leaped into my arms. "Don't worry," I said. "I am here. I will always be here. In your heart."

She began to cry. We both cried in each others arms.

We stayed up all night. We spoke of things that were better left unknown. She began to fall asleep in my arms. I told her that I would not be here when she awoke.

I stayed awake, waiting for him. I stayed awake long after she had fallen asleep. When the first rays of light pierced through the blinds, she awoke.

"I don't want you to leave. I love you," she said, the tears welling up in her eyes.

"I know. I don't want to leave either. But I have made a promise that can not be broken. I love you more than anything."

We waited for hours. We waited for the man to show himself. 

At high noon, we were still there, waiting.

She began to cry, this time with tears of joy. "He isn't coming for you. He is going to let you stay with me."

"I guess," I said with hesitation, "that even if you have a soul devoid of goodness, you can still appreciate the binding of love."

We stayed together, forever after...

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