Amber Eyes

It's just an excerpt from a story I'm trying to write.

            She stands there, before the elevators that everyone seeks so much to run from, unmoving and staring in. Not mesmerized or dazed--but observant and cruel, her dark eyes reflecting the dancing flames before her. Her ears can hear him screaming for mercy as the fires lick and burn at his skin, see his hand reaching--from that terrifying little metal box--to hers, but she doesn’t respond to him. She doesn’t reach out her hand for his.

 

            She remains as the smell of burnt flesh permeates the air, and the amber of his eyes become one with the dying flames. When the sun had set on her life, she walked away from the dying light and into what others had labeled as hope. But it would be a cold long night of a life for her.

 

            I think that I don’t know who she is, who he is. But at this point, I don't know a lot of things. Though I remember the betrayal, as the sun stared me straight in the eyes. 

Author's Note

Eh. I cannot seem to write the story out, and only the ending came out satisfactory. This is based on a dream that I had. This is just the ending of the entire thing, HAHAHA. Tell me what you think, I have a really bad problem on not being able to write short stories.

Reviews

[Legolas]

I really enjoyed this. Its a really great piece. You should be proud of it.

[Tai Ryens]

You aren't satisfied with what you have written? This is indeed a deep thought to dwell on, and I could never have written it myself. I enjoyed every word of this, it is all beautiful.

[Alm]

Eh, it's a very haunting dream as a whole and I kind of want to reconstruct it into a story and make it better so I can share it with the world. It's one of those dreams I can't stop thinking about.

[Tai Ryens]

Ah, I've had dreams such as that before; they're really inspiring sometimes~
Or am I just a really dark person?

[Alm]

Nah. I have those too.