Curse named human

Curse named human - Part 09 / 40

Song to the Die and Shinya-chapters: 05 – God commanded his Angels to watch over you

† Curse named human †

[(ke:s neimd 'hju:men)]

Part 09 / 1 of 5

The last life on earth

The Die and Shinya-Chapters

Europe 1656

He looked out of the window as snow danced down from heaven. Tenderly and pure, slowly covering the world with a powdery white curtain. It made everything so beautiful and clean but yet coldness was one of the most dangerous enemies all people had to cope with. It was the time when children in Europe still starved and parents froze all year because of selling their last possession to get the family through the hard winters.

Shinya couldn't help himself but he always cared about the people less fortuned. Most of society these days only possessed the spare clothes they wore and they suffered hunger and coldness almost every day. It was impossible for Shinya to imagine.

The fragile young man looked out of the window. Maybe it was the snow that made him even more sentimental but as far as he could remember he had always been like that. Shinya loved to help people and he never demanded something in return. It was the look in their faces which was the best reward he could think of. Thankfully his parents, which he still lived with, understood and gave Shinya his freedom to act how he wanted.

Shinya observed the single snowflakes landing on the branches of the old oak tree next to his window. He used to read a lot during winter time in his cozy, little room. And then.... when the sky had this color of winter and the smell of snow lay in the air, a distant memory slipped into Shinya's mind. A childhood memory which was so horrible and yet unforgettable. It must have been around this time of the year when Shinya was this little child who met this strange but friendly young man in town.... who got shot right in front of his eyes.... and he recalled his name: Toshiya. It was afterwards that his naive thinking of a child changed to what he had become today. A compassionate person with the urge to help people.... he still remembered his face. Shinya didn't know why this person was so imprinting on him but he was thankful to have known him. Even for this short amount of time.

Shinya's gaze wandered absentminded over the book shelf and his eyes stuck on the biggest book standing in it, the Bible. Shinya couldn't even remember when he got it. He had the Bible since forever, maybe it was a gift for his birth. Having no Bible in the house meant bad luck and not believing in a christian God meant eternity in hell.

It was the darkest time in Europe. People still got burned alive on the pyre and tortured for being what they are told to be. People bought themselves free from sins to make sure to get into heaven and church became richer each day through this false business.

Shinya never believed in church. In a God maybe but the institution was more than questionable. But he kept his thoughts to himself because he wanted to stay alive. Any mistrust was highly punishable.

They all feared the men, coming in black robes from Rome, the rosary around their necks and preaching in the name of God. The Inquisition was dangerous and killed everything strange in between their ways. No one was safe of them, not even children. And who was suspected was already dead.

Shinya walked over to the closet and took out a long dark cloak with fur around the large hood. He loved that coat, a present from his mother although the cut was a little bit too feminine for a young man. But Shinya felt as beautiful as an elegant Lady in it. A kind of feeling he shouldn't have. A kind of feeling his mother was well aware of and they had several conversations about Shinya's clothes being 'too beautiful' for a young man. you are a boy Shinya. I can't allow you to go out with such feminine clothing.... I'm afraid they will hurt you....