Short stories from my creative writing class

#008 - Character journal

Prompt: Character is at a public attraction and they see someone that they want to avoid.

Slowly the lights dim and soft breathing echoes through the astronomy tower.

The night sky projects across the ceiling and the old recording clicks and starts to play.

'Observe through the dome, the wonders of the night sky.'

The recording skip a bit.

"Amos vera comen tu valor comour de-"

It reverberates around the room before I grab the device and shatter it against the wall, the second revealed voice pauses before saying-

"Wow, even with the chant going you still manage to move and destroy it. So you must be a halfie, a demonling, a-"

"A tiefling yes."

The priest reveals himself from the far north edge of the room.

Dressed in colonial priest garb and armed with iron, a bible, and holy water.

My tails flick in anticipation and without wasting another second we spring into action.

Stepping and sidestepping we throw attacks at eachother, spitting curses and verses flowing around the room underneath the stars.

We twist around until my back to the door.

Swiftly I rip open the door and dash out unto the expansive lawn.

"457 years you have plagued this world,and to eternity you shall never touch and leave your befouled stench."

Chains whip unto my body and bind me.

"Sacre infinitum, dom dereme sou vol cardeum."

My skin starts burning and flesh begins to peel.

"Deme machiatum und ver toberum xe."

I can feel my body lite on fire and my dull hair turns to ash.

"Save cordum do carte dame ville."

And with that everything crashes and I am nothing but a pile of ashen bones.