Showing posts with label e. Show all posts
Showing posts with label e. Show all posts
It hurt. As if someone had cut
away pieces of her body. Without her gnomes, her caretakers, her
guardians, she withered.
Dead and bleeding, mere ground
and dust.
They were of her, made of the
soil and life of the land.
Her soul went into them.
But they had been stolen from
her. Ripped from her womb and lured to the surface.
Now they ran in packs like savage
beasts, doing the bidding of the one who had cursed them.
Hunting and searching for a
prince to devour.
They would not stop until she,
Mother Earth, was tainted with his blood.
Echtrae
The fairy lights sparkled in the woods and I watched from my backyard, legs curled up beneath me, a hot cup of tea clasped in my hands.
The wind picked up, blowing through the tree tops and I pulled my shawl tighter. The lights in the woods scattered with the breeze and disappeared into the darkness.
My heart thumped against my ribs as I noticed a person against the tree line.
"...Leah..."
My name carried on the wind and I jumped up splashing hot tea on myself. I cursed and dropped my cup, and cursed again. Anger overtook fear as my favourite cup shattered against the deck.
"...Leah..."
"What?!" Any other choice words caught in my throat. The being stood in the middle of the field now, and the moonlight played off his long white hair; his pale skin glistened; and his eyes, blue as sapphires, pleaded with me.
"...Leah..."
I tried to speak; I needed a drink, something stronger than tea. I swallowed and tried again. "Yes?"
The man, definitely not just a man, didn't speak. Instead he turned and walked away.
"W-wait," I said, but he kept moving, across the field and into the forest. My feet moved with a will of their own, the cool grass tickling the soles as I followed.
The wind picked up, blowing through the tree tops and I pulled my shawl tighter. The lights in the woods scattered with the breeze and disappeared into the darkness.
My heart thumped against my ribs as I noticed a person against the tree line.
"...Leah..."
My name carried on the wind and I jumped up splashing hot tea on myself. I cursed and dropped my cup, and cursed again. Anger overtook fear as my favourite cup shattered against the deck.
"...Leah..."
"What?!" Any other choice words caught in my throat. The being stood in the middle of the field now, and the moonlight played off his long white hair; his pale skin glistened; and his eyes, blue as sapphires, pleaded with me.
"...Leah..."
I tried to speak; I needed a drink, something stronger than tea. I swallowed and tried again. "Yes?"
The man, definitely not just a man, didn't speak. Instead he turned and walked away.
"W-wait," I said, but he kept moving, across the field and into the forest. My feet moved with a will of their own, the cool grass tickling the soles as I followed.

