The Uttered Name

Make it an omen if you'd like but I just call it life.

A young boy sees a man, standing at on the bridge. Intrigued, the boy sits and watches for a continued amount of time. Finally, the boy is restless and decides to speak to the man who gazes at the sky.

Star gazer, why do you gaze? Up at the sky?

Is there something my eyes can’t see?

I see the many twinkling stars, the full bright moon, but what do you see?

The stargazer, though raggedly dressed, is clean shaven but rubs his chin at what the boy has said.

I see the lost lives of many, young one, for each star up in that sky is a life living on somewhere else.

See how some make that line? That is a family, they chose to stay together.

Those stars are people who lived so virtuously and obediently that they moved on and continued to live.

The boy has a creative imagination and wants to farther his knowledge so he continues with the questions

What, stargazer, happens to the others? Do they rot in firry depths without another to hear them scream?

Do they cease to exist? These questions confuse me deeply. The stars, they are so bright, how can they be so bright when here we are all dull and shine less?

 The man does not look at the boy this time; he simply sighs and speaks words that horrify the boy.

You will learn soon enough young one. For your time is near, and you, being so young, have done no wrong. You have lived your life, but it was not meant to be for long, young one. Your time is up.

The boy is now frightened, and turns to make his escape before the man can get hold of him. But as he turns the man is suddenly in front of him. He now has a black aura radiating from him like black smoke. The boy realizes he has no escape. But he wants the name of his killer before his life fades and he proceeds to the stars.

What is your name stargazer? I want to know my killers name.

 

Death.

Many voices whispered that name. And they still do. They continue to utter those words to any who ask before they send them to the stars. Those words will always be uttered, for death is inevitable.

Author's Note

This kinda flowed out of my finger tips. Make of it what you will. I find it dark and beautiful, because death is not always something to be scared of. PLEASE REVIEW!

Reviews

[al25]

Great twist. I really liked this one. I think its really smart :)

[Nikolai J. Ryker]

i loved it, it gives me a shiver every time i read it =) great job julie

[Rene Velez]

good story, scary in a way, but I thought it could have been extended a little long to give the characters more depth, very good though, just short...

[Jonathan]

I can honestly say that I have enjoyed this little story, so much so that i read it as a bed time story to my nephews. And btw way death is not scary. For the only things that are certain in life are change and death. I believe fear comes from the things we don't understand.

[Jessi Berlasty]

"sees a man, standing" No comma. "his knowledge(,) so he continues"

I did not expect that ending. It kind of just jumped there. Good job.

[Dushyant Thadani]

I am still shuddering reading the end. Its so sudden, shocking and scary. I just love this write. Beautifully well written story.

[ravena]

I was shocked when I read it but i Find it Nice dark with beauty behind it

[Cherrie]

good story to tell kids in the dark with only a flashlight to shine in the darkness

[Also known as Clare.]

I loved it so much!:) I'm favoriting this:)

[Breadrun]

Wow!! the ending was a great twist, nice dark story there