The Four Relics

The Four Relics

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication sam., nov. 14, 2015
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The Bow Tie (1940’s) A young groom walked down the road his handsome suit not getting dirty, his soon to be wife would be waiting. as he walked on his hands began to shake, as he walked a little faster his eyes kept twitching he started to walk faster he couldn't seem to go fast enough he broke into a run as he met his fate a black hand reached from his shadow. he stopped in disbelief he watched his shadow get up it walked toward him and to his surprise started to play with him making him move before he knew it the creature was on top of him it's black hands reaching for his neck but instead his own hands did as the darkened puppet master commanded the creature kept chanting “is he dead, is he dead”and as the monsters hands moved it started to fall into the shadows of night “the end for me” it said “ but my brothers and sisters will rise like i have” the man's body was never found again all that was left was his bow tie still in pristine condition like a key or a relic it remains at the bride's house,she cries all the time about the lady who gave her flowers she had said that there was no way she would ever get married in her eternal life, she will never marry for fear her spell will fall on her next lover, just like the groom, just like the rest. The Darkened Tree(1860’s) as this which gingerly pulls the bark off a tree she watches as this man looks up their eyes meet and she smiles, he walks over and notices he's a gatherer just like her, she smiles he gives her a branch from the tree and she gives him a piece of the bark they nod and he walks off (three days later) she collects more tree bark the man walks up the hill one more time his face says that there is less hope for them then they hoped she rushes to his side and he pushes her away, grabs a stick off the tree and leaves her she cries until the darkened tree becomes invisible in the night (one week later) she pulls one last piece of bark off the tree she smiles at the tree and bows she sta
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"This is a nightmare, it's only a nightmare..." I say to myself as I try to catch my breath while leaning against a tall pine tree. Only for a moment do I stay in that position until I hear a twig snap. I quickly leap away from the tree and run as fast as I can. "Wake up (Y/N)! just wake up!!!" I think to myself. "You are awake my dear..." I hear that voice. That damn voice. "GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!!" I scream. I continue to run past trees and hopping over large rocks. The mist in the air begins to get thicker as I continue this race. "Why me? out of all the people this had to happen to me!" my brain races with thoughts until my foot gets caught by a tree root sticking out of the ground. I fall hitting my head on a rock. My vision is blurry and I can feel a warm liquid begin to stream down my face. "My dear (Y/N), look what you have done to yourself. You shouldn't have tried to run away." the voice goes through my head again. I look around and see nothing but trees. "LEAVE ME ALONE!!!" My voice begins to grow sore from the constant running and yelling. The sound of leaves crunching comes from behind me and I whip my head around until my eyes are met with him. "My dear (Y/N), you've made quite the mess of yourself. You know you are not aloud to leave......now you'll have to be punished." The figure says without any facial expression or motion. The figure begins to walk forward towards me. I try to back away until my vision becomes black and all I can hear is static.

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