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Wednesday, February 23, 2005 to Friday, August 12, 2005
Immortal Time: A Soul’s Cry
By kloud


“Lady Reia,” a tall young man in a white lab coat wearily announced, “She…is now complete.” He turned around, his long white coat flapping wildly behind him in the wind as he looked at the darkly dressed, pale-faced woman in the door way.

The Lady Reia ignored him for the moment, staring at the violent purple sky as the bright lightning lit up the gathered group of dark clouds. The falling rain pelted the ground, splattering mud on the dark castle.

She turned around slowly, and glared at him with her piercing cobalt eyes. Then, she walked slowly towards a large sphere of glass that the scientist was standing near.

Inside the beautifully clear emerald liquid, was a young woman with flowing golden hair. Her arms held her legs close to her chest.

“ have decided to use your daughter?” Lady Reia asked. She looked at the young woman in the glass sphere, “You gave your only daughter’s life away for your life?” She looked at the scientist as he looked away from her and his daughter in the sphere.

“I had no choice,” he said softly, the wind blowing his long black hair in his feral yellow eyes. “I could not find a suitable subject.” He looked at his daughter, “Besides...Arendyce volunteered to help me complete this project.” He looked at Lady Reia, his voice level when he spoke, “She knew the consequences.”

Reia smiled shrewdly, “Such a loyal daughter...” She murmured quietly, “I can feel her profound love for you pouring out...including all the sadness, all the anger,” her head turned slowly towards the scientist, “...all the pain.”

The scientist gripped the temples of his head, his face contorted in pain as he blindly grasped for a nearby table. He slowly opened his golden eyes, revealing a sliver of the hidden regret and misery he locked inside his self.

Reia looked back at his daughter, and smiled cruelly. She slowly reached out to touch the transparent glass, and the moment her fingertip grazed the surface, the glass completely shattered. The clear green liquid fell to the floor like a rushing waterfall, carrying with it the shards of shining glass. Reia quickly caught the bare Arendyce just as a long, thick white cloth materialized around her body.

“My dear scientist,” Reia looked at Arendyce’s father, “You do remember the terms...don’t you? Your daughter is now in my possession.”

She boldly turned around, and walked towards the open door. She paused suddenly, halfway to the exit. Her eyes gleamed blood red as she wrapped invisible threads around the Kieron’s father, strangling him and cutting him at the same time. He fell to the floor on his knees, the torn veins’ flowing blood smoothly slid off him and onto the floor.

Suddenly, she threw Arendyce aside as a gold lightning bolt suddenly struck her, causing her to collide into the castle’s stone walls.

Arendyce, who had gracefully landed on her feet when Reia sought to protect her, gripped tightly onto the white cloth wrapped around her. She calmly looked up and closed her eyes, letting the cloth fall, revealing an exquisite dress. The dress was pearl white, but embroidered with shiny gold thread. The sleeve on one side of the dress separated into two, but was tied together loosely, and the on the other, the fabric of the dress stopped at her shoulder, but she wore a loose white glove that wrapped around her middle finger and stretched past her elbow. Her hair, which consisted of random strands of curly hair and straight hair, gently fell on her shoulders.

She gracefully walked towards her father, who was released of Reia’s fatal spell the moment she slammed into the wall. Her face showed no emotion as she held her hand out to him patiently. He held his hand up to take hers, but then stopped, unsure if this graceful creature in front of him was still his daughter. She answered immediately by grabbing his outstretched hand, and lifting him up just as she fell into his arms.

You don’t need to be unsure of me, she sent her thought to him. I am your daughter...and I always will be.

“Arendyce...” he said softly, completely surprised. He could feel his wounds healing, the wet feeling of the blood disappearing.

He felt her draw back and look up at him, her beautiful emerald eyes shining. She opened her mouth to speak, but then paused, unsure of what to say. He then noticed that his blood didn’t stain her white dress.

“I know that our time together,” she suddenly spoke in her surprisingly strong, yet sweet voice, “And so...” She gently touched his face, “I shall take my leave of you, or you shall be fated to fall by my Master’s hand.” She smiled, and her smile was beautiful, “ dear father.”

He felt his arms around his only daughter tighten as she melted in his arms, and he watched as she slowly faded away.

He glanced at the wall that he had managed to throw Reia into, and it was restored, but...Reia was gone. Arendyce had taken her leave of him...but she also took Reia with her. It could have been the other way around, that Reia took Arendyce...but, nevertheless, it all meant the same thing, that he would never see his beloved daughter again.

"Right and wrong are not what separates us and our enemies. It's our different standpoints, our perspectives that separate us. Both sides blame one another. There is no good or bad side. Just two sides holding different views."
--Squall Leonhart, Final Fantasy VIII


The following comments are for "Immortal Time: A Soul's Cry"
by kloud6775

I like this piece. It paints vivid pictures in my head. However it could do with a review of the structure and is perhaps a little over-descriptive ( a common issue with writers including me). Look forward to reading more of your work.

( Posted by: YernasiaQuorelios [Member] On: February 11, 2006 )

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