Well a lot of people wanted to see some of my writing, so here is a preview of one of my stories.
Summary: There are three different worlds of life: Earth, Amius and Archmeddia. But Amius, though the richest of life, is the cruelest to non-believers, cursing their children to doom. Siblings would be separated, the eldest forced into death and returned as a ghost, the children forced to fight the Devil's Serpent Rac-kul. Our story follows the Spark twins as they travel through Amius in search of a way to break the fated Amian curse with their magical allies and a power kept deep within them. Twilight.
Chapter 1: New Beginning, New World
It was a rainy day, dreary and dark, barely any light around the barren landscape, which was peppered with gravestones. Rain poured against umbrellas, small cries escaping into the wet air surrounding me. The ground squished under my dress shoes as I walked, fixing the tight tie around my neck, trying not to cry. As I looked up, there it was, a teen sized casket open enough to see him. My brother, Blair Spark, was dead, and now I was alone. I could barely listen as the preacher spoke rites talking about how the dead go to heaven or something like that. It didn't matter to me. How could it matter to me? I was a lone twin.
Blair was the only one who really understood me. Through all our lives, we were inseparable through anything. From the younger years of preschool, when he would share everything I needed with me, to those early years of high school, where he would make sure that his popular friends wouldn’t haggle me no matter how “nerdy” I was. Despite that, we were quite different. He was always bright, always smiling and popular to teachers and students, especially girls. I, however, was more of the wall flower of our family, staying on the sidelines, with not many friends and I never really spoke much in class, whether it was nerves or whatever-I did not know. But no matter how different we were, he was always there, always caring and always understanding.
At this realization, I could feel tears brimming in my eyes, burning at the edges and threatening to spill out. I really was alone now. Not even my older sister understands just how it feels to lose a twin, so how can I even try-
“Hey, Flynn kiddo... It’s gonna be okay.” I felt her hand on my shoulder and I looked up into my older sister’s eyes. Dani was smiling sadly, her long ginger orange hair was done up into a neat bun, and her normally smiling green eyes were heavy with grief. “He’s in a better place now, and you know what? He’ll always be here with you, in spirit.” I nodded silently, but I didn’t believe a word she said. I had always believed that those words were only said to add cushion to blows of despair dealt because of death, never really having any meaning past trying to stop tears and explain death to young children.
I glanced back at the open casket, sighing lightly. He looked so peaceful and yet so unlike him; his tousled, black hair fixed to look far neater than he ever looked in life. His normally shining, green eyes were closed, never to open again, and he wore a suit, one thing he’d never be caught dead in life - ironic seeing the current situation. It’s like it wasn’t really him, like Blair had really disappeared and changed.
The closing of the casket snapped me out of my thoughts, and I looked up to see them lowering the large, weighted casket into the ground. I could feel my heart pulling in my chest- like it wanted to burst out of my chest and go with him- but all I could do was stand there, holding my umbrella and wiping tears away before they threatened to fall. The priest stood at the front and spoke after Blair was laid down.
“Will the family members of Blair Spark come forward to say their final goodbyes?” I bit my lip, stepping forward with my parents and sister to the edge of the grave. I could hear quiet whispers of “goodbye” and “we’ll miss you” from my mother and father, small tears sliding quietly down their faces. I almost felt like they didn’t even really feel sorry for losing him, but I knew that was selfish of me to think. It was selfish but I still couldn’t help myself. The only one beside me who actually sounded sincere was Dani, who was choking up as she spoke a small ‘Goodbye kiddo I’m sorry’. I could hear the pain and regret in her voice and it hurt. After stepping back, the gravediggers filled the hole in the ground, covering over my brother and burying all the memories of times together with him.
I could hear the rest of my family walking off, but I couldn’t leave. Not yet. I wasn’t ready yet. “You coming, Flynn kiddo?” Dani asked, worry painted on her freckled face. I turned and faked a smile.
“Can I stay back a bit? I need some time to myself.” Her eyes softened and she looked back at my parents, who nodded silently. They also seemed to be worrying but they said nothing. I heard whispers of ‘Oh that poor boy’ and ‘They were so close’ as they walked off toward home, leaving me at the foot of Blair’s grave. I knealt down, tears burning at my eyes, as I spoke to the emptiness in front of me. “I can’t believe you’re gone... You said you’d always be there for me. But now... Why did you have to go and die? How could you leave me like this? I’m a nobody without my twin? Don’t leave me! Don’t leave me Blair!” I could feel my heart racing, my anxiety peaking and tears spilling down my face as I screamed at no one. “Don’t leave me!!”
“Who said anything about leaving?” I froze, looking up slowly into the cold eyes of a ghost, one that looked very much like my brother, tussled hair and all but paler and far more dead. And what would you expect my first reaction to be? Of course I screamed.
To be continued~
