Black In Black

A Bird Comes And Goes From The Nest So Quickly

Kozmosis took her back to the dark lair he called home and created a  room with in the sandy rock for his new guest. He was afraid to set her down. Afraid, him, the Guardian of fear and nightmares. He feared for her life.

Her breath was shallow and her grip on his coat was unbreakable. He carefully peeled her from him and set her in the makeshift bed, taking his nightmare sand and formed it into a  material similar to his coat, and cover her with blankets of the now softer material. She kept her eyes closed, held shut forcefully as she took another grip on the sheets. She.. she wouldn't last the night and Kozmosis knew that.

Light broke through a hole in the ground above his lair. It shown down in a perfect circle by Kozmosis' globe. He knew the words the Man In The Moon wanted to say couldn't be said in symbols. Instead, a disembodied voice echoed in his head.

"You know saving her come with a price."

"I..I know, old man. But its a price I'm willing to pay." Kozmosis set his hand on the girl under the blanket. "Please."

"Kozmosis, the man who is the King of Fear, the Creator of Nightmares, 

is begging me to save someone else's life? This is certainly a first."

"I know, old man. " Kozmosis said harshly, getting frustrated. "I don't care, just help her!"

"You have more heart then you think, Pitch. Now I would love to help, but fate has found its way already." The light faded and disappearing completely into darkness. Kozmosis looked down to the girl and felt her heartbeat. He started to panic. He felt her wrist, then her neck, then checked the source.

It was gone.

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"I'm going to find you, my little Nightmare," Kozmosis said, very determined. His little girl was hiding somewhere in his palace of black sand.

"No you won't!" called out the 6 year old. Kozmosis immediately heard her noise of panic, she just gave away her spot.

"I've got you now, my dear, " Kozmosis chuckled, creeping up on her hiding spot under a lopsided row of stairs. "Now come here... You." he swept her in his arms and enveloped her in darkness. She was a giggling mess, before she opened her eyes. Beautiful gold eyes shined bright in the darkness. So unlike her shining blue ones from before.

She continued to giggle and wiggle in his arms, and he couldn't help but chuckle along.

The truth is, she reminded him so much of his own daughter, and oh how he missed her. She always had bright blue eyes that twinkled when he came home. He remembered her black,  bushy curly hair that bounced as she chased one of the many butterflies she loved. And she was a split image of her. Same black hair, same ecstatic personality. It was like he was living a dream. Like he was sucked back in his past, when he would come home and scoop the girl in his arms and spend the nights catching luminescent butterflies. Oh, how he missed her. he ached to have her in his arms, and now, he can relive that. He pulled the girl in his arms closer.

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Ellie Pitchiner flopped on her bed, hearing the creaky door close behind her. A few hours of training with her dad had her tired and ready to pass out.

"I can't believe it, tired already?" Her dad teased, opening the door enough to lean in the stone frame. Like the rest of this lair the room was carved out from the dark, black stone. Her bed was a old metal frame with a cushiony mattress and her bedspread, her favorite color, blue. The rest of the room was dark colors derived from a very to a devious black.