In rainy town...

In rainy town...

A Story by MADAM
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Large spaces are new chapters, click the link at the end to choose your ending:3 there are 4 endings. For easier reading, go here--> www.quotev.com/story/3957277/In-rainy-town/7/

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Panned out against the bed frame was past me, poor innocent me....

The morning was crisp and the air was tight and sharp against my lungs. It was cold. The house smelled wet and earthy, an oddly inviting scent. The boards creaked familiarly as I walked downstairs and particles floated serenely throughout the house. It was a yellow morning today.

Future me inhaled deeply and sighed.

The days were lively and under appreciated.

At the doorstep. A red balloon. An envelope.

Assuming it was for me, the letter was opened.

"THAT WHICH HAS BEEN LOST"

Past me looked up at the balloon and uninterestingly took it in.






I awoke to a shivering silence, the ground vibrating. The room was dull and sullen. My heart was dull and sullen. The particles in the air were heavy. Out the window I could see the world.
The new world.
Lifeless. Colorless.
I could soon hear whispers coming from outside, and I could see the devils dancing. I went down, down, down the stairs.
"Ranbara"
"Ranbara"
"Ranbara..."

Red.
The balloon drifted from side to side.
The devils were getting closer.
"Ranbara..."
I curiously took it in hand.
Satisfaction.
Off I went into the monochrome, holding the world.
The sky was clear and gray, gods eye watched me from afar.
I felt a strange calm being in an empty world. The ranbara of the demons was coming closer.... I hid, and I could see the dancing.
Random and hideous.
Souless.





The dancing demons unnerved me, so I sneaked by.
And they didn't notice.
Where was I going?
Who knows, the world was new.
There was no one outside and I felt lax. I skipped along the sidewalk.
The balloon joined me.
Where was the beauty? Where was the color?
What a dull place.
But this is my town! This is my new world.

Future me looked on sadly. What a stupid child.

The world was sad and empty so it cried.
A drop fell onto my nose as I looked up at the sky.
What a colorless morning.
The crying serum fell more and more.
It hurt.
It burned.
The sensation leapt through. I needed to find somewhere to go.
Swiftly running.
Quickly burning.





Up ahead was a flower shop. I entered without hesitation.
A man.
Life. Color.

I sat with the man, and he complimented my balloon.
How beautiful he commented.
Past me didn't react, the man was awkward.
He was alone. Past me felt pity for the man.
We talked briefly, but the silence felt endless.
It felt like this space was timeless.
We simply sat quietly, the balloon floating benign and airy.
I started...to feel...tired...
And so past me dozed of.

"Ranbara"
"Ranbara!"
"RANBARA!"
I woke up from dreaming of dancing devils.
I felt fragile as I got up from the chair.The room felt like a nightmare, spinning, spinning, spinning...
The man was gone.
The balloon was gone.
There was a mirror.
I looked in and saw poor me. Thin. Fragile.
Pitiful.
My eyes looked sunken and my skin was pale.
I saw the man behind me. Misfigured.

"Ranbara..." The man whispered.





Escape.
I ran through the remnants of an unforgiving sky.
I felt lost. The town seemed endless, and I dared not look back.
But I wasn't scared.
I felt nothing.
I had no soul. It was lost somewhere along the way.

Behind me. The man was far off.
I panicked, but did not move.
"Ranbara... Come now, where have you hidden!?"
Nothing. And he disappeared.
It was silent, and I was still.
What a stupid man present me thought.

Ahead of me.
A balloon.

How pretty! Look at the world. So red.... Floating...






Attached to the balloon was a girl.
I had to get closer. That Balloon...
"Rohjira....rohjira...rohjira" I breathed.
I approached her.

She was thin, pale, and had long, long hair.
She was a child and her face looked innocent and sweet.
But it was dull and sunken.
It gave the impression of oppression.






http://www.quotev.com/quiz/3957433/Choose/

© 2014 MADAM


Author's Note

MADAM
What do you think this is about? There is no right answer! What ending did you pick first? Criticism? **note** this was based off a song, so I incorporated lyrics into it, keep that in mind please

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It gave the impression of oppression.
That line was so clever (sorry I reviewed a bit late. Kinda got tied up) nowww. Was the balloon her soul? It made me question that when the balloon was gone as well. "The only thing she had left...gone" it made me think that :3 I'd read this always

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Kai Rollins

10 Years Ago

Where Did You Get It?
Which is also why I asked if it was her soul haha.
My 4 part did.. read more
MADAM

10 Years Ago

OhxD sorry I wrote this a long time ago so I didn't remember what happened where xD I liked your 4 p.. read more
Kai Rollins

10 Years Ago

Haha thank you. And old writing gives you a warm feeling inside (^_^)



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It gave the impression of oppression.
That line was so clever (sorry I reviewed a bit late. Kinda got tied up) nowww. Was the balloon her soul? It made me question that when the balloon was gone as well. "The only thing she had left...gone" it made me think that :3 I'd read this always

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Kai Rollins

10 Years Ago

Where Did You Get It?
Which is also why I asked if it was her soul haha.
My 4 part did.. read more
MADAM

10 Years Ago

OhxD sorry I wrote this a long time ago so I didn't remember what happened where xD I liked your 4 p.. read more
Kai Rollins

10 Years Ago

Haha thank you. And old writing gives you a warm feeling inside (^_^)

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