SUMMIT: a story by Bvian
Thread Topic: SUMMIT: a story by Bvian
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We need one more vote yes if you want to see another chapter
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One moreeeee…..
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I am going to start making the next chapter, so no posting thanks :)
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CHAPTER 2: TOWN OF THE NIGHT
As Ron approached the town, he was greeted by a horrific sight. Red liquid on the walls of a home, fresh. Across the ground, there were shattered pieces of glass and metal. And the fire, of that fire! The fire of a house burning to a crisp. Ron gazed across the horizon, starring at the vile sights of what appeared to be an attack! Wooden boards of living spaces were destroyed. Trees, cut and rigid and burnt to a point of unrecognizable, looking like terrific daggers out of the ground, from the hands of twisted and tempted evildoers and psychopaths. Fire destroyed. There was, what Ron for a second believed it to be of a diorite stone and bright brown soil, like the rest of the terrain, was covered in blood and nails and scars. A human hand! With shimmering light, reflected light, from the massive flame on its spirit. It’s blood! Blood from those deformed fingers and skin and bone! -
Again, Ron gazed, shivering now, around the death grounds of who knows who, or what, and he stopped, to turn around and hear hear a whisper. A whisper on a troubled young man, like Ron himself, but not. The man sounded different, and at this point Ron did not want to see this man’s corrupted soul, trembling in pain, crying “Hell! Oh, hell! Let my body go for the earth has nothing! Nothing! I say! I’ll be your property, your mindless differ if you just let me go! Turn around, I’m talking to you!” And with a whimper and tears streaked and drowned across his face, with a petrified look of horror and terror and fear he turned around, and he wished and sweared and hoped this away, like a dream and nightmare, Ron wished that he himself, would die!
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“Oh angel of death, take me away punish me! For all I’ve done wrong, forgive me!” Said the dark, scared man. Ron wanted to look away, from this handless scared bruised and cut man. But, noticing of the man, exclaimed, “Look at me!” A pause. “Speak to me yon angel of death!”
Ron said, but it felt like a mumble, “I don’t know of what you speak of, sir! Can I help you! You are hurt!” Ron said, but then he knew that he couldn’t help. -
“Help by killing me, ye scythe wielder! By letting my body rest maybe letting me return to the dust on the ground!”
“What are you talking about, sir!” Ron said out of confusion, out of horror.
“Kill me!” Said the man, “Oh saving one!”
“I am not whoever you speak of! You are dying!” -
“Everyone in this town died this morning, and I am the last one left. I don’t recognize you, are you my savior that has come to end me?”
“No sir! I am from somewhere else. Who is your savior!”
“You are not ye scythe-wielding one? You are normal. How dare you be human! Nevertheless, kill me! Send me to my savior!” -
This man was hoping for and craving for death!
( i am not done, so don’t post. But I won’t be one this website for a bit. Sorry for the delay cause I gtg. Chow! And NO POSTING PLEASE.) -
“I will not kill you, sir!” Ron said with fear.
“Then hand me that piece of glass, so that I may do it myself!” Shouted the man out of anger. “So that I cou….”
The man fell.
Ron looked at the man, petrified to look away, but begging for him to have the will to. He felt like yelling, shouting. But he did not have the energy. He did not have even the courage to cry. He was petrified there still. Conflicted by confusion. This man was unknown. Like Ron.
And there was an ark ward silence across the next hour. And another. And another. The brightness of the flame diminished at a drastic rate. It’s old flaming raging tone had turned into a sparkle, and with it came the blankness of night.
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Oh my god. This is quite amazing. Dark, but cool
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Great story! Just wondering, should this thread be in the library instead of the lounge?
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It is now ig. Was there anything bad about it, let me know so I can make it better. It is supposed to be a mystery thriller and it will get interesting soon…. Heehee
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Who would like chapter three?
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I need to know for real
Also, sad thing happened. My journal ripped apart in my backpack! 😢 😭
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