Chapter 2: The Birth of the HeroA Chapter by CeuthonymusAnd all the while A poor fatherless boy Watch’s all of this From the window In the wall In the house atop the hill. A tear trickles down his check The loss felt deep within And soon he watches the men Following that women and man That had killed his father And march towards his home, Ready to kill any and all That lives inside its walls. The boy went out To try and warn his family But it was too late. The door falls down And the men rush in With their swords unsheathed Ready to kill him His mother lets out a cry And his sister begins to cry out of fear For she doesn't understand what is happening For she is so young So full of innocence. The boy runs away Running back to his room Grabbing the very thing his father left him A ring. One that is the very center of this entire tale The thing that starts all wars Including this one And shall create so many more Where everyone fights in a losing battle Over what that ring holds within. He runs out through the window And down the hill Only to be surrounded by soldiers Looking down at him With snarled and wicked smiles Twisted with evil intent. The boy wearing the ring Praying to the gods for help For some kind of hope. His father said they would answer if he was wearing that
ring But having nothing happen. The men all moving in on him 'I can help' The voice rings out Like sharp ice dropping from the heavens And shattering on the cold pavement. 'Yes, help me gods!' The boy yells out The men all laugh For none of the gods will save him From this poor fate that awaits him. Then time slows Oddly enough And the boy loses control over his body It acts on its own Grabbing a man around the neck And making a snapping noise As he falls down, dead. His vision is becoming blurred And soon he losses consciousness. © 2013 Ceuthonymus |
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1 Review Added on July 14, 2013 Last Updated on July 14, 2013 AuthorCeuthonymusAdrian, MIAboutJust got a story that I hope one day shall be known all around the world. It will be an epic, I know it will. more..Writing
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