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Shades Of Ruin :.:Prelude:.:Category: story
Sunday, 12 October 2008
01:55:27 AM (GMT)
Shades Of Ruin :.:Prelude:.: 

     The seat in front of me was calling my name, just wanting me to sit and ease my
dizziness in its iron frame. Then my eyes once again fluttered toward the small,
sharp sliver of metal protruding from the far corner of this evil chair, I quickly
grabbed the door frame instead. I peaked out the door, scanning the room for three
people. A tiny tear formed in my eye as I tried to convince myself that he would
never leave me at the alter, it wasn't working. I saw a flash of color before Mr. And
Mrs. Hanning stood like a towering fence in front of me. Mr. Hanning sported a ashen
face whilst Mrs. Hanning was shaking like a frail leaf about to plunge toward the
hard ground during a storm.
     In that one moment everything changed. The only word I understood at that moment
was 'accident'. That's what they called it anyway... an 'accident'. I could see the
faded, blue Olds Mobile mangled around the other car in my mind. The three most
important people in my life were just accessories to this bleak scene in my minds
eye. I could see Holden in the plain suit he had been so proud of, its buttons
marched down his front swiftly but now they lie scattered on the worn carpet. My
Mothers blonde hair flowing with crimson liquid and my Father's horn rimmed glassed
cracked... broken. All of them were broken, like puppets with cut strings.
     I slunk to my small knees and clung to my sides... I was alone. Silent tears
fell freely from my icy, blue eyes as a murmur spread through the watching crowd. All
watching me. Not a single person could understand but all watched. They all lost at
least one person that day, I lost four. Mother, full of compassion and love for all.
Father, who could tell a story with only his eyes but was always laughing so much you
could barely see them. Holden, my love, who had kept me safe from any and all who
thought to brake me. And myself, even now I could feel the energy seep from me, my
emotion totally abandoning me. I clung to my sanity, but in the end it made things
worse. With a sigh of defeat I let go, waving a final fair well to my soul I fainted.

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