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My eyes went blank when I stared at the ash that once was Toriel. My heart raced, my tears fell, my body shook, but my brain felt nothing. Everything felt wrong and terrifying, but a smile still grew on my face. Why? Why was I happy with her death? Why did I feel excited and renewed? What happened to the old me who would wander in the forest? What happened to Frisk, to me? I guess I'll never know. All I know is Chara, and I guess that's all I will ever know anymore.

I sped from the scene out of the ruins. I was free! I pranced and galloped on the path, gazing at the weird creatures in the forest as I passed. The monsters here are very odd and interesting, but instead of feeling fascinated I feel the need to kill them. To slash through their weak exteriors makes me burst with happiness, and the thought sends me into a world of euphoria. Although I am feeling these feelings, there is still a slight glimmer of light in my heart. It is small, but hopefully it may be mighty enough to triumph the blackness engraved in my soul.

At this moment I heard a noise from behind me. It was subtle but sharp, and echoed through the woods

"SNAP"

I sped my pace as footsteps grew nearer. I kept glancing behind me only to be met by forest and a quickened shadow. My body slammed into a poled wall of sorts as I felt a tap on my shoulder.

"THAT'S NOT THE BEST WAY TO GREET A NEW PAL. TURN AROUND AND SHAKE MY HAND, HUMAN."

The shadow spat. I slowly turned to meet his grotesque face to realize it was not that grotesque at all. Yes, he was a talking skeleton, but not as grotesque as I first thought. The thought of killing a skeleton riveted yet, once again, I felt like I knew him. The light in my heart grew slightly, and I felt... different when around him. I felt like a butterfly in flight, gliding through the air without a care. I felt like myself and more for the first time since I landed in this god-forsaken place. As soon as it came, it went away. I was back to the same new Chara that I have learned to hate.

"Hey there buddy, my name's Sans. You know, I can't put my finger on it, but something is different about you. I can feel it in my bones."

Sorry this is such a short chapter but I wanted to make sure you amazing people knew I was still alive. I have been so busy getting ready for school and preparing my audition songs and all this kabloomy (my word for stuff) that I haven't been on top of my stories, especially A Flicker of Light. I promise I will post ASAP my lovelies. Byeeeeee!!!

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 07, 2016 ⏰

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