Truth

Prologue

I am dead. No more will I feel the joyous sun blend with my tender skin. No more will I feel the gentle breeze touching my hair with a soft hand. Nor the roughness of the water as it dances around me. Or the lazy mud sliding in between my feeble toes. I can never go out again. I was killed by a man who's blood lust is greater than him. His greed consumed his soul as he beat me. My body broke under his weight, a China doll breaking as it is kicked around. Over and over again I felt the sliding pain bruise my body. Hours,or it seemed so, that I have been laying on the crying ground. It was everlasting darkness that I saw now though. Once I saw colors, all screaming for me to notice how brilliant they were. My mind seemed to leave my body, getting me freedom from the pain. I became empty, soulless, almost as if I was dead. I begged for it to end to a person who would never come. It was all crashing before my eyes. My life,my family,my deadly past. All of it was ending the more I felt his hands slide down my body, almost as if he himself was the devil. He turned me back to face his fiery eyes. I dared to look but I saw nothing anymore,only the blank state of the world. Caressing me again I saw him sneer again at my pitiful state. His face reminded me of a wolf who finally caught his prey. Endless time stopped me from moving,from fighting back. Even if I tried I knew how worthless it was. His tempted heart would do more to me if I tried. More humiliating, more painful, more deadly. I would have to risk my life like a friend saving a friend.I laid there taking the abuse, completely oblivious to the rushing waves of danger around me. I felt dead already,limb and broken like a corpse on the ground. A flash of lightning caught my eye. I looked helplessly as it plunged into me. My ribs groaned as it grounded against them. Deeper and deeper it went until I could take no more. Closer it came to my heart,listening to the cheers of the outside world it pounded on. Pulling it out he repeated it over and over again till my blood flowed freely from several marks.One scream only lasted a second as he pulled out the weapon and sliced my throat. I was silenced to keep the secret of what he done. Tearing my flesh over and over again I became mutilated. All this I witness while I bled out, the last whisper of a dieing fairy. He looked at me and smiled,as if he was satisfied by his work. When he was done he turned on his heels and left me in my pool of red. I knew then I was done. To many times I witnessed my death in dreams. Now it was time and I wasn't ready. Even if no one wanted me here I wanted to stay. As I was fading away I heard a voice as warm and gentle as a kiss in the rain. My heart sunk with envy. Never in my life had I heard such a sweet sound. I started to tear up thinking it was an angel ready to take me away from this cruel world. I said my goodbyes and almost as quick as lighting I blacked out.