Prelude to Chance
I could feel the wintery breeze fast approaching in my bones. I pulled my dull woolen coat snugly about me as I trudge through the wonderland of sanguinary colors and utter silence, swirling about me like a faint memory from last summer's love story. It was then that I noticed it. A minuet beat, and albeit faintly, I could feel it was near. Halting with the steady crunch of leaves beneath my feet, I reached out towards the abyss of falling autumn spirits, feeling for that gentle sound of muffled tapping among the wooden towers of the forest.
Somewhere, a piano sang.
I had finally found her. Floating myself silent over the chilled earth, I gained speed as the sorrowful lilt of the grandfather-like strings drew me in, closer, closer, until the melody abruptly, ceased. Here I stood, outside the a small tattered cottage, surrounded by the halcyon of the rising energy. She feels my presence. But it is already too late; She no longer has any options.
'Azmirelle!' my voice sang out. It pierced the silence of the frozen image that stood before me. The scene was almost blinding, the dark glow of sable feathers reflecting their lustrous magnificence among the shattered fragments of armor scattered about the floor. Her wings fully outspread, there she sat, petrified as the suddenly suspended song, Azmirelle.
'Azmirelle...' I spoke, but before I could continue, the ambrosial scent reached my senses. 'Azmirelle, wait-' but I collapsed, down among the remains of her restraints, and stared into her blank ice blue eyes, their divine stare piercing my thoughts. I gave in. It was all I could do to save myself from insanity.
Ah~ I found this entry among my myspace blogs. It was the story script for a manga I was working on. I wonder if I should continue, lol.
Somewhere, a piano sang.
I had finally found her. Floating myself silent over the chilled earth, I gained speed as the sorrowful lilt of the grandfather-like strings drew me in, closer, closer, until the melody abruptly, ceased. Here I stood, outside the a small tattered cottage, surrounded by the halcyon of the rising energy. She feels my presence. But it is already too late; She no longer has any options.
'Azmirelle!' my voice sang out. It pierced the silence of the frozen image that stood before me. The scene was almost blinding, the dark glow of sable feathers reflecting their lustrous magnificence among the shattered fragments of armor scattered about the floor. Her wings fully outspread, there she sat, petrified as the suddenly suspended song, Azmirelle.
'Azmirelle...' I spoke, but before I could continue, the ambrosial scent reached my senses. 'Azmirelle, wait-' but I collapsed, down among the remains of her restraints, and stared into her blank ice blue eyes, their divine stare piercing my thoughts. I gave in. It was all I could do to save myself from insanity.
Ah~ I found this entry among my myspace blogs. It was the story script for a manga I was working on. I wonder if I should continue, lol.