Only a taster of my favourite masterpiece, it's way too long to have here in full anyway. But if anyone likes it I might be able to send them the rest sometime.
I love this personally, even though it only started as something to do at school.
No Night Is Too Long
Chapter One
Looking through the broken window pane the girl's eyes misted over, she missed him. All her life she
had unknowingly been waiting for someone, someone who would save her from the past, the future; but
now he was one. She pushed back her black hair to behind her ear, the mark on her left cheek becoming
visible through the movement of the hair. The leaded glass had been broken for a long time, many years
before she had there, into that deserted chapel. He had taken her there in the first place, she
remembered the rainy night exactly. The wet drops soaking his clothes and hair as he shielded her from
the rain, the streets were pitch black but he knew where he was going, she could tell. Looking up at him
she had seen his face: the dark eyes and that smile. The mysterious smile that he kept on his face had
always confused her, even when he hurt someone he smiled, but never when he hurt her. Even though
he had never done so intentionally and she believed he wouldn't purposefully hurt her, but she
had hurt him. She didn't mean to, she would never mean to, but it wasn't her fault. So why did he have
to leave her now? The only time she really needed him and he wasn't there to help her, to protect her
and most of all to love her.
'Draga,' the haunting whisper sounded through the building, she shivered as a breeze ruffled the ends of
the hair round her neck. She heard it again. 'Draga.' The voices. They had been calling her for days, but
she ignored it, always ignored it. She didn't want to go back to the past, that time had gone now. But
without him to stop it coming back how could she stay in the present?
The tears slowly fell from her eyes, running down her cheeks and staining a watery path along her skin;
she didn't bother to wipe them away. What was the point?
Stars shone faintly in the dark night sky and she could feel the coldness of their glare even though they
were hundreds of miles away, the white ghostly spots hovering in the sky.
Many times she had tried to picture him coming through the darkness to be with her again, but that was
a vain hope and she had always been disappointed when he never came. She hoped he would return
someday.
�Kiandra Riley 2004