The darkness was following. At the sound of my scream, it oozed over to where I was with such terrifying speed. I ran faster. At last, I reached the door and wrenched it open. Beyond it lay the same darkness as before, but somehow it seemed cleaner, more welcoming than the one before. With it, I entered the door and turned back to watch the monster in the full moonlight.

It charged at the door, yet only its moth eaten hand was able to go through, and then it lay severed on the floor. The door shut itself on the monster, the door between the two dark worlds. The hand lunged at me, intent on strangling me, and then it itself was destroyed. Heart beating irregularly, I turned to view the world that I was in. Gigantic leviathans swam in the air, leaving a swirl of clouds were they once stood. Tornadoes in the distance, they clashed upon each other in an immortal fight of life. The sea was blocks of water in the air, and the ground a swirling vortex. Fallen angles in the distance, they pounded their wings until they were flying past my head into the never-ending horizon of this world.

I only looked at this and gaped, as I never seen anything more beautiful in my life. Turning back, looked at the door to only find that it has disappeared. In its place stood a tall man, with a well-groomed face, that was staring idly into the sky. The darkness seemed to be attracted to him and to add to that, it also came out of him. He had a huge broadsword slung across his back and his clothing was all black. As I moved, he looked at me with a steely glaze that kept me in my spot. Curiosity also got the better of me and I asked him, “Who are you?”

“I known by many names, and when the time is right, you will know one of them.”

I became thoroughly spooked by him, but I ventured to ask him again, “What is your name?”

“What name do you call me at home?”

I stopped for a moment, and stared at him. He was definitely getting on my nerves, but I thought of the name. After what it seemed to be a lifetime, I said, “Give me a hint.”

Opening his hand, he revealed the dead bird. Then, a name came to my mind, a name that is known everywhere. Death. Opening my mouth I whispered, “Your name is Death.”

He stared at me and laughed. Tears forming in his eye, he said, “You are more stupid than you look.”

“Then what is it then?”

“Death may as well be my employee, but what you can call me is,” he placed his head next to mine and said one word, “Tenebrae.”

I started to grin until he flashed the bird across my nose again and wiped it with his hand. The chest began to inflate, expanded, several sick crunching noises as it fixed its neck, and then it gave an unearthly screeched. A murderous glint came to its eye as it stared at me, then the sky. Screeching again, it took flight into the world.

With my grin fading, he stared at the ground around him, bent down comically to wipe some invisible dust and sat down. Staring at me, he motioned at me to sit down too, yet I resisted, unable to take an order. Then he said, “Don’t worry, nothing will happen to you.”

I quickly sat down after that, embarrassed at my own behavior.

“So,” he started, “where are you going?”

“I do not know.”

“Are you sure?”

“Ye, No.”

“Again I will ask, do you know where you are going?”

“No.”

He then sat back, as if meditating, eyes closed. Then out of nowhere, he said, “We can take you there.”

“Where?”

“Anywhere, but here.”

That is when I froze, for I never heard of deeds going off without a payment of some sort. Cautiously I asked, “What would you want in return?”

“Something simple, it would not be part of this life, maybe the next.” Then watching my blank face become shadowed by darkness, he quickly continued, “I have this army and I need you to enroll in it.”

“I am no soldier, nor have a will to be one.”

“You will be trained to be one, and you will be at the very least part of it.”

My answer was just standing up and staring off into the distance. Then he said, “I will give you time…,” but I did not hear the rest as I was walking off into the distance. Feeling his steely gaze on my neck, I began to quicken, running faster and faster until I was running at impossible speeds. Reaching the forest, I stared back to see an impassable darkness forming into a gigantic beast of immense proportion. Then spreading it’s wings, if flew off into the distance.

My mind was considering the topic of leaving this place and going elsewhere. Instead, I continued into the thicket. The trees are huge. It took me a whole five minutes to just go around the base of one of the larger ones and one to go around the smaller ones. I could feel the ancientness of the trees surround me, and I breathed their power in. Feeling thoroughly refreshed after fifteen minutes, I leaped at the trunk, trying to climb up it. Falling down the majority of times, I finally was able to grab a foothold and then I started to climb up.

Taking my sweet time about things, I finally reached an impassable point around the top. Here, I felt a strange feeling around me and I let go of the branch that held me. Falling backwards through the air, branches whipped at my skin, causing deep red welts to appear in my skin. My hands reached out towards the stars to grab them, yet I only grabbed air. My body painfully flipping over, I watched the ground come up to me at a terrifying pace. I stretched my arms out, in a feeble hope of catching something, anything to ease my fall. A sickening splat went throughout the forest as I slammed against the ground.

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Stare around you and close your eyes, embrace the cold within, for the only pure light in this world is that of the dark.

-Tenebrae Darkamist

*salute*



No threat of any kind, or violation of law or school rule is intended by anything herein. The contents do not reflect my personal state of mind, but are creatively written--perhaps with offense or question to some. The names used are fictitious despite any similarities they may share with others having the same names. In all cases, where words may literally signify threats, violence or other prohibited in-school speech, the reader should perceive them as provocative symbolisms, analogies, similes, metaphors, etc., and, if necessary, the reader should not accord the plain or ordinary meaning to words that sound threatening, or otherwise unlawful, if it is possible, however unlikely, to interpret or define the words in a manner that makes them lawful and acceptable.

In my stories, they are always about three semi-gods, Inara, Lotidia, and Tenebrae. I have about three so far about all of them, and 5 about tenebrae, 7 about Lotidia, and 2 about Inara. Inara is an arabic word for light, Tenebrae is a latin word for Darkness, and Lotidia is derived out of fantasial ideas... This is just a short story for Tenebrae....