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Tail Concerto: Shadowed Hearts
Prologue Cyan's Letter by vixon l
Eight years have passed since that joyous day, when the Iron Giant was destroyed. He would never wreck havoc upon the kingdom of Prairie ever again. The crystals were drained of their power's, to prevent another catastrophe in the world once again. Their energies were scattered to the winds from which they came, forbidden to harm another soul.
I have to admit, Waffle was fearless in his internal battle with the metal beast. Perhaps it was the love for Alicia that drove him to such suicidal bravery. He received medals, titles, things a simple cop has no use for.
I watched from afar, envying his good fortune deeply. How I longed to receive such attention. Didn't I at least deserve a pat on the back, a passionate kiss from the love of my life as he did?
It was I who laid my life on the line to prevent that titanic monster from destroying the castle. I lead it away from those cowards, who huddled in fear behind the easily penetrable walls of the castle. I withstood its deadly attack with nothing but my robot. DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT IS TO MANUVERE THAT BLASTED THING?
Sigh Even during the celebration, I kept my emotions tucked safely away, anticipating for the moment someone, anyone, would come up to me and say,
"Good job soldier."
The party dragged on. Nothing. I should be happy for the attention waffle received, he did deserve some credit.
Nothing worth remembering happens to me. It appears I am alone, only to dwell in the suffocating shadow of a would-be hero and the woman I cherish more that life-giving air I fight for each second.
The princess doesn't even see me anymore, I am like a dream to her, no…a ghost that has no destiny. Her heart should have been mine! Why can't you see me, princess! What have I done to deserve your silence? Does fate ever smile on a fool's heart?
Stare urges me to be grateful, count my blessings, and fall to my knees and thank the all mighty God for my life. There are worse things than death in this world, my dear Stare.
This is something I plan to change.
Keep that smile as long as you see fit Waffle, just don't celebrate yet. That happiness will fade when everything your thieving fingers touch, everyone you hold dear, crumbles into dark nothing ness. I assure you it will consume your soul and I'll be the one to hallow out your heart until you beg for release. I will be more than willing to purge your heart with my sword and grant that request.
I am the bestower of darkness. Relinquishing my soul to the pain and hatred, the utter betrayal my "comrades" had given me, inflicting misery unto those who stand in my way and leave ruins in my smoldering wake.
When I am done with this world, you will know exactly how I felt when my heart abandoned me, leaving only an empty carcass in the growing twig light of the shadows. The evil that took root and twisted inside of the deepest recesses of my mind gives birth to a greater creature, that will emerge and enforce a new world order with an iron fist.
The apocalypse lingers near. WHERE DO YOU STAND?
This chapter is the first of many in a story called Shadowed Hearts. It is being co-written by vixon l and myself. Tell us how you like the story so far!
God Bless,
Josie B.