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I Come Bearing Release

December 9, 2014
By Olivia-Atlet ELITE, Dardenne Prairie, Missouri
Olivia-Atlet ELITE, Dardenne Prairie, Missouri
324 articles 10 photos 1166 comments

Favorite Quote:
"To these the past hath its phantoms,
More real than solid earth;
And to these death does not mean decay,
But only another birth"
- Isabella Banks


The trees bent out like open hands, their branches curling with malice. A woman stood between them; beneath an open gray sky with a cloak covering her shoulders. She was holding out an open locket, trying to get a better perception of what was inside. Her brows furrowed, and her pink lips were pressed together tightly. 
    The wind lashed out from behind rocks and crevices like whips, burying their strands into my pale skin. The clouds swirled and twisted; creating ghastly shapes and faces with the upheld rain.
Everything was so evil, so full of hatred. There was no warmth here; only a feeling of betrayal, of suffering. It was once so beautiful, I regretted showing up. It would take years for this small clearing to recover.
It was evil, yes, but nothing was dark; all of the deep colors in this region ran like blood towards me, attracted by my aura of death. Slight color variations sprouted up vein-like on the ground. I wanted to push it away, to get rid of the energy that I was stealing. But even the bold bark of the trees flashed and became stone-gray. The blonde of the woman’s hair became snow-white.
I felt bad for coming so soon; she hadn’t even figured out how the heart worked. I let her study it some more before taking another step. The grass around my feet died. Why wouldn’t she run? Surely she noticed me, or at least sensed that someone was here.
I had stalled as best as I could; walking instead of appearing; watching and observing along the way. A tear rolled down my cheek as I heavily came closer to her frail figure. She coughed vehemently, and I suddenly understood why I was here; to end her suffering.
She collapsed to her knees as I took a resolute stride her way, but then I faltered.
Her eyes watered as she wheezed, a human sign of decline. It was her time to go, yet I planted myself to the ground, wishing I didn’t have to continue. Why was my destiny, out of all the other possible fates, to send people to the afterlife? Why did that job fall upon me?
I approached her at last, and tried to comfort her as well as I could even though she couldn’t see me. At last she looked up, her hour waning to seconds.
“Give this to someone special,” she shaked. She handed me the locket with tired fingers, half-unwilling to release their grip upon them. I knew she was ready to die, since I was visible to her. I took the necklace and helped her up. She leaned onto my shoulder with submission, glad that her pain would soon end.
“Your grandmother is waiting for you,” I smiled. She nodded and grinned slightly. I took the scythe in my hand and cut the ghostly string above her head, releasing her spirit to eternity.



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on Dec. 22 2014 at 2:21 pm
Olivia-Atlet ELITE, Dardenne Prairie, Missouri
324 articles 10 photos 1166 comments

Favorite Quote:
"To these the past hath its phantoms,
More real than solid earth;
And to these death does not mean decay,
But only another birth"
- Isabella Banks

You are such a sweetheart! And I mean that in the most literal of ways- your heart is full of love and kindness :) I really appreciate all that you do for me, it truly means a lot. Living in a world of words, your comments are like diamonds, my wonderfully inspired friend. :)

on Dec. 22 2014 at 11:04 am
EmilytheBelleofA. DIAMOND, Athens, Georgia
81 articles 5 photos 1492 comments

Favorite Quote:
To love is to be vulnerable; Triumph is born out of struggle; We notice shadows most when they stand alone in the midst of overwhelming light.

Liv.Harris! I'm sorry that I didn't comment the first moment this was submitted. I saw it at first, but I was sick. Poor excuse, I know. :( But, I'm back. Liv., this is amazing. I'm still rather new to this, but this is absolutely amazing. I love how you wrote so descriptively and beautifully. From the first word to the last, it grabs the reader's attention and for me it almost put a stop to my heart. Haha, I suppose I don't know myself since I don't know how to explain myself. The only way I know how to explain is that you wrote it beautifully and descriptively with movement and emotion and beauty of its own. You created art. Your art means something, and that's beautiful. I am still very honored and glad that I am friends with you for you are an amazing and wonderful and talented and beautiful writer and person who has talent and beauty and greatness and light; and so much more. Please, keep on writing, Liv.! I always look forward to reading more of your work. :) Thank you for sharing this, my friend! :)


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