A world of things lie before us and all around are new things to be seen. Together we go to find that which has not been seen, in an eternal bliss of the moment. A single red rose, given for a single moment of joy and love. A white rose presented as an unfulfilled, yet promising eternity of moments. Together we go and while we are apart it seems as though we're together, Owl's messengers always keeping us close, watching over us always. Under my wing there is no hurt, no pain, no saddness and it is and always will be.

But hark! There is a shadow on the move, Owl tells me so. Damn, and I was enjoying myself, though we are not together, I sense something evil, something is not right. This must have been a shield, a few days of absolute enjoyment creating this barrier, a protective layer of light to stop the shadow from consuming me.

Owl's warnings run true, I shouldn't have doubted them, Owl protects his chosen and strikes down the enemies of the chosen. My greatest fears have come to pass and my love says I've changed, is life not an eternal change? Oddly this change seems enough that she's drawn away from me and wishes not to be close, stepping out from under my wing and leaving me. With it she rips my feathers, now grown around her. Leaving a bloody wound to drain upon the ground. But as I said, I am protected, moments of joy fill my head and I was warned by the Owl. Nothing comes to pass without my knowing and I move on in my world, in search of a new companion, for why learn if you're unable to share it? My detatchment serves me well and I feel no pain, just pity, this shouldn't have come to pass, this hole should not be here. I saw it coming, yet did nothing about it, blinded by my own joy, greedy of my happiness and "in the end it all fell apart, what it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time I tried so hard and got so far, but in the end it doesn't even matter."

by B.F.

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