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Ahh… I hate word counts XD
Anyway, here is a part of my charr’s story, a bit shorter than originally, to fit within the 500 words, but hopefully still understandable
Love Is A Torment
“Well, adolescent age is always harsh, even for us charrs. This particular story I tell rarely and only to exceptional people, so listen carefuly… But! Before I get started, promise me one thing – you won’t repeat it to anyone! Am I being clear? Great! Hmm… Where should I begin? Actually, everything is about Argih – my teacher, or rather mentor. So… he treated me like a daughter, even though I could’ve easily been his sister. But that’s who he was – very mature and, I won’t hide it, really handsome. For a charr, of course. Everyday I was looking at him with more adoration in my eyes… What are you laughing at? You never fell in love? Nevermind. Anyway, I couldn’t stop myself from staring at him. So what, he was 12 years older? I still don’t see anything wrong with that.
Back to the story, yeah, it could be a story of a ‘happily ever after forever’, just… it wasn’t. Argih didn’t look at me like that. And even when I finished my training, he treated me more like a friend. But, like everyone who has ever fallen in love, I was going further into that, ignoring obvious signs that there is no chance.
Anyway, one year passed since the end of my training and Argih wanted to celebrate it. And because he loved riddles and games, that’s how he arranged that. He left me a short note in my personal belongings. He wrote there, ‘Search within the roots of our relationship’. That and his signature. I knew him well, so quickly understood. Of course he meant the ruins near Nolan! There I found another note. And in this way, step by step, I made it to my mentor. He sat in the Hatchery, feeding young devourers. When he saw me, he smiled warmly. It was merely a smile of a friend, but as I’d said, I was blind. He stood up and then he pulled from behind him an extraordinarly beautiful, pinky red flower.
„You finished your training year ago, Lilac…” He said. „Soon you’ll be off to the world… and I wanted you to have some sort of a reminder.” He smiled again. I was staring at the flower, enchanted. I’ve never seen one like that before. „I… thank you.” I muttered, couldn’t come up with anything better, and I delicately took the flower. My mentor hugged me – as a friend – but obviously I misinterpreted it. „Argih.” I said suddenly, in a strange surge of courage. „I wanted to tell you, I mean…” I was floundering in my words. „Yes, Lilac?” I took a deep breath. „I love you.” I said. He moved away from me a bit. Then he gave me a strange gaze, which I can’t interprete to this day, firmly shook his head, turned around and run into the darkness. I was left alone, flower in my hand and tears in my eyes."
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I haven’t seen that gravestone
I love the little details. Stop every time I see a graveyard.
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Brought a smile to my face today.
Nice. I can paint you a picture with words. I can play a musical instrument. But I can’t draw to save my life! Accordingly, I admire anyone that can…
Man I wish I could write. :X
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