Ashes

0509.20- My Dream"Your mother is dead." The man said flatly. He was sitting at the kitchen counter with a pityful expression, as if he wasn't my father. "NO!" I sobbed, and ran down the hallway and opened the door, running outside onto the back porch. "That won't bring her back!" The man called after me, but didn't follow.Right when I stepped foot outside, the call sounded again from the forest beyond the field that was my backyard. The woods that were once in color seemed darker and terrorizingly unfriendly. The loud squals came from the only bird that sang; the only bird for miles. A mocking bird, still repating the sound it had heard only a moment before. A loud screech, then a high pitched scream, then dead silence. It would repeat every dew seconds. I shuddered, and shook in fear and sorrow when I sobbed harder. I tried to ignore the bird, but it's screech sememed to slice deep into my soul. I looked down. Something was brushing against my toes. What I saw surprised me. A cherry blossom. Beautiful innocent pink. Pure, creamy, colorful, and mysterious. I picked it up and held it gently in my trembling hands. A sudden soft breeze swayed the delicate petals on the flower. I looked up, and more glowing white and pink blossoms made a path for me. So much color in a dim black and white world, where had they come from? I followed the next flower, and the next, and the next until I had collected all of the flowers that led to the edge of the woods. Just as I was going to take a step past the treeline, the mockingbird sang louder, the branches in the trees that loomed dangerously above me swayed. Harder. Harder! Then there was an eerie silence. The blossoms crumbled to ashes and slid through my fingertips, whisping away in one giant shadowy mass that wove and twisted around me. The wind blew hard, like it was calling my name over and over again. Calling me to join the ones who were gone already."Embrace... be loved... don't... resist..."- Nightjay~
Category:Literature
Category:Original Stories
Category:Nightjay's Work
Category:Original Stories (Finished)