![]() HeA Story by MioHe laid his eyes upon the creature, on the monster He
had created without giving it any thoughts, on the hideous living He had loved
and held so dearly inside his huge palm. Remorse filled His heart every time He
looked at it, wondering how they would be able to survive with such hatred and
anger living among them all. Forgiveness and mercy was a routine since the
beginning; whispers of prayers were melody to His ears, but He got quickly
tired of hearing it. Not because it was the same excuse over and over, but
because there was no honesty inside the holy words, inside those blackened
empty hearts, inside those meaningless tears, inside those dead souls. Flickers of lights shined everywhere in this immense
darkness, illuminating so brightly for a second before vanishing into the
darkness of sins. The weakening lights, battling for their last breath, for
their last hours, minutes, seconds of life; and then there was those with pure
and undying lights, those with such innocence that its sole light could open
the gated hearts of thousands. But it won’t last, He thought, this world is filled
with sins, horror, disgust, repugnance, terror and vengeance. “O, what have I done!” He cried as He closed his
hands, imprisoning the world back into despair again. There were no tears this time, not even a single sparkle
of guilt, sorrow, or pity flared in those sad eyes. He had no hope for them, no
hope for those merciful creatures " they needed to be taught a lesson, but how
could they understand if there was no innocence and pureness in them anymore? © 2016 MioAuthor's Note
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Added on September 20, 2016Last Updated on September 20, 2016 Tags: religion, essay, short story, dark Author
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