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Since I don't have the time nor mind to figure out The nursery rhymes that helped us out in making sense of our lives The cruel uneventful state of apathy releases me I value them but I won't cry every time one's wiped out
Post by Storyteller on Nov 19, 2014 7:13:11 GMT -8
*A long, long time ago.....*
"Flower gleam and glow, let your power shine. Make the clock reverse, bring back what once was mine." A warm yellow light began to fill the dark room as the young voice sang out. Dimly at first, but growing brighter and brighter with each word. "Heal what has been hurt, change the fates design. Save what has been lost, bring back what once was mine. What once was mine."
Rapunzel smiled as her magic worked, illuminating each shadowy corner of her bedroom. That was better. At eight years old, of course she wasn't afraid of the dark....but it never hurt to have some light. Especially on a night like this when Mother was spending her first night away from the tower.
It wasn't like Rapunzel was afraid to be alone. She wasn't afraid at all. Really. She wasn't.
Her smile faltered as the light from her hair began to fade. Quickly, she began to sing the incantation again until the room was once more aglow with light.
Alright...perhaps she was a little afraid. She clutched a small stuffed bear to her chest, large and innocent eyes taking in the room and the closed shutters of her window. There was nothing out of the ordinary. Really nothing to be scared of other than the absence of her Mother. Isn't this what she always wanted? For Mother to trust her enough for a venture like this? It was just a step in the right direction. And then, once Rapunzel proved she could do this, maybe Mother would let her go outside. And then it wouldn't be long before she could leave the valley to go see the floating lights! All she had to do was make it through this one night and the door to her greatest dream coming true would be right in front of her.
Post by Medieval Kevin on Jan 1, 2017 19:39:52 GMT -8
"Flower gleam and glow, let your power shine. Make the clock reverse, bring back what once was mine." Over and over it was spoken out loud. To no one but herself. She was alone after all... Or so she thought. But that glow did nothing to warm the tower. Even with the shutters closed and latched. The cold crept in. Became all encompassing.
"Flower gleam and glow... let your power shine..." The child's verse was slowing. "Make the clock reverse, bring back what once was mine." came the response from everywhere at once. She wasn't afraid... Of course not, thought the Darkness.
"Heal what has been hurt... change the fates design." The light in the fireplace was snuffed out. He tickled the nape of her neck, inhaling deeply. The Darkness reveled in that familiar scent. It could not be denied! "Save what has been lost, bring back what once was mine," she continued. "What now is mine," the response finished softly into her ear.
Post by Storyteller on Jan 28, 2017 19:09:32 GMT -8
"Let your power shine...." Something felt wrong. Rapunzel's incantation slowing as her eyes scanned the room around her. But she saw nothing out of the ordinary. Nothing out of place. Slightly encouraged, she opened her mouth to continue when her own words echoed back to her, seemingly from both nowhere and everywhere. "Make the clock reverse, bring back what once was mine."
Her heart picked up speed, as she again searched the room. But still she saw nothing. Nothing that could have spoken the words. Maybe her imagination was getting the better of her, as Mother always told her it would. If she couldn't see anything, there couldn't possibly be something there. There wasn't anything to be afraid of. She wasn't afraid.
"Heal what has been hurt... change the fates design." Rapunzel tripped over her words as the cheery warmth of the fireplace dimmed into nothingness, as if put out by a large invisible hand. That was not normal. Not at all. A chill ran from her neck down her spine. Despite her fear, Rapunzel persevered through the end of her rhyme, longing for the bright light her hair would provide. "Save what has been lost, bring back what once was mine."
"What now is mine," Rapunzel could not deny the voice that whispered softly in her ear, tickling the sensitive skin there. Bolting up right, she leapt from her bed- Stuffy still in hand- and ran as quickly as she could up the stairs. "Who is there," she demanded, pulling her long hair in closer to herself. "Show yourself."
Rapunzel was not certain she really wanted that last request. But the little girl knew that a visible adversary was much better than an invisible one, whom could sneak up behind you and whisper in your ear.
Post by Medieval Kevin on Jan 28, 2017 20:35:37 GMT -8
It was everything it could have hoped as the child jumped from her bed running from it. Those tiny feet scurrying as fast as they could to the top of the stairs, stuffed animal in hand. The futile feeling one drew from such things not enough. It wasn't real. But the darkness was real, and it grew darker still. "Who is there," the girl said, pulling her long hair close. "Show yourself."
The girl thought this would bring her strength. She was sure that a visible adversary was better than an invisible one. He could hear it all as if she spoke it aloud. The ecstasy of it was beyond words! But it made it... Hungry... It slid from under the bed. Standing bolt upright a devouring shadow in the shape of a man eyes burning from those dark depths faced her. An unnatural movement. In an instant then it was gone again. It would not give her what she wanted. As it sunk it's teeth into the tower the sounds of a fierce pounding rain echoed through the main room. Slowly drips of water began to fall from the ceiling.
A voice was all that could be heard then over the din. It sounded just on the edge of tangible, the wind? A wispy, raspy sound. Softly echoing with the rain. "You want hope child? All you have to do is go." Every shutter in the tower blew open violently and clung to the sides of the structure as if they where one. Some faint glow from an unknown source beyond beckoned.
Post by Storyteller on May 13, 2017 17:19:26 GMT -8
Rapunzel felt that seeing it would make things better. It didn't.
The slithering dark shape moved toward her full of hitching, uneven movements. She wanted to run but her legs remained useless beneath her as if they'd rooted to the stairs. And then it was gone and the fear swelled as she'd never felt it before because now she'd seen it and she knew that it wasn't really gone.
Rain began to pound on the roof. Rapunzel was afraid of storms. Mother told her it was ridiculous. Did he know that? Tears filled the young girl's eyes as she practically wrapped herself in her hair- the only thing she could think of that might protect her. "Flower gleam and glow, let your power shine..." The words tumbled out as fast as she could say them.
"You want hope child? All you have to do is go."
The shutters blew open violently and Rapunzel nearly tumbled down the stairs in her fright. A scream cut off her song. She vaguely recognized it as her own.
"Please. Please go away and leave me alone," she pleaded.
Post by Medieval Kevin on Jan 6, 2018 18:22:39 GMT -8
The girl begged. It was like an endless stream of energy being pumped into its very essence. It was intoxicating. "Please... please... please... please.. please.. please.. please, please, please, pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease. The words started echoing back at her in her own voice but quickly changed to a different voice with each utterance of the plea.
Please, leave me alone! Leave me be! I promise! I won't do it again, I promise! Don't hurt me! Please! I'm sorry! Don't do it! Go away! Whose there!? I won't, I promise! Why are you doing this?! Somebody!? Please! Who are you!? Leave me alone! Please leave!
Dozens of voices started streaming in from everywhere. Overlapping each other, vying for her attention. Each one unique, except for one thing... They were all terrified. The room grew quiet once again as only one voice remained. That same raspy whisper. "Go away child? I can't when I'm-" He flashed into his form once again right next to her, his face a breath from hers. "Everywhere!" And just like that he dropped the form as a blast of thunder shook the tower.