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The "Shadow Child " series
Incessent ramblings , rants, and raves and any other silly thoughts that are derived from sleeples nights
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Shadow Child 5
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Publié :14/1/2007 11h52
Dernière mise à jour :2/8/2008 21h07 7627 vues
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As another day dawns so again does the quest to find the land of my dreams and the realm of the shadow child . A quest long ago begun, started with recollections of a couple seemingly happy and in love. A young man and woman from a time when kings ruled the land ,and dragons ruled the skies . The young man handsome and muscular seemed of noble blood from the clothing that was on him ....the woman always by his side ever cheerful and filled with a love of life, was a dark haired beauty with green eyes and the smile of an angel...it seemed the two of them never spent a moment apart. The recollections seemed to me so real that I could smell her perfume ...the smell like a field of wildflowers just after a cleansing warm summers rain. My thoughts were of their lives.... one of them being on a pilgrimage of their own to some unknown land . The visions seemed however to come to an abrupt halt with the last being a vision of a rainy night, a dark robed stranger alongside a road, and the couple in their carriage .After which the visions where that of only the man tired and full of sorrow... what had become of the dark haired beauty I know not. It was after that that my quest started ...one day on my travels to check my traps I noticed it, faintly at first then it seemed to get suddenly stronger it was that same sent of the dark haired beauty.... where was it.. I decide to investigate its' source.Twas that night at dusk I saw the shadows move.... the night the quest to find the shadow child began..... Fading into the shadows of the forest ..she seeks slumber...it eludes her and she holds it at bay. She fights it off as to sleep means to dream and dreams are the last to dissolve from her cold soul.
Filled with images that are shards of people and places and feelings that she does not recognize. She waits till it cannot be avoided...in hopes that dreams cannot find her.
Curling up against the mossy base of a tree she pulls her cloak around her. Her brow furrows and a gasp escapes her lips.
I need to escape...keep running..don't stop...pounding steps behind her amidst the earthy smell of a rain soaked forest and onwards she
runs...runs...
I don't know where to go...I don't know where to hide...why do they pursue me...what do they want...keep running...
I awake with a start and look wildly around me. In the distance his dying campfire is barely visible. The images linger in my mind...they seem to have become more vivid and clear and more detailed...what did they mean...who were they about?
Pulling the cloak around myself again ...I let sleep take me again...to perhaps answers to the images.
A face...a smiling face I see..one that looks at me tenderly and with such warmth...a warmth that fills me with feelings that are now distant and unfamiliar.
The image changes abruptly and it is the pursuit again...who was this
happening to and why? I see a young woman being pulled from a carriage in the rain and thrown to the ground and a voice breaking the silence....
"RUN"
I watch in morbid curiosity as the woman stumbles and falls and gets up to keep running as a dark cloaked being follows, closing in on her. Holding my breath I wish her safety and yet feel it is not to be.
He catches up to her and she is knocked to the ground roughly.
I gasp as I feel it...I feel the impact of hitting the ground and the force of another on top of me. Shaking I dare not look but cannot help but stare at the vision...wanting to help her and wanting to stop what is happening and yet I am unable to move.
I shudder and awaken and see that dawn breaks and shake my head a little and touch my head, bringing my fingers to eye level I see blood on the tips...closing my eyes I feel the dark tears fall from my eyes as they silently fall onto the forest floor.
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Shadow Child 4
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Publié :14/1/2007 1h31
Dernière mise à jour :15/1/2007 3h34 7519 vues
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As dawn beckons I awake from my slumber . Another dream of the dark one..... this time an even more vivid dream she was in my camp, so close I could have touched her had it been reality .As i go to the stream and splash water on my face to clear my still drowsy mind I see my reflection . The quest for the path to the land beyond the shadow of the mist where i would ultimately find the Shadow Child has taken it's toll most certainly... both on the body and the mind. It seems she has been in me forever as if our souls had come together in a previous life, that I am sure of.... why she beckons me now I know not. Had we been lovers in another time.... another place.. before she traveled to the land beyond the shadows of the mist.... these questions can only be answered by her it seems.As I walk back into camp a cold shiver goes down my back......not more than a foot from where i lay last night...i see it . Just off to the side the mossy path that i lay beside was a single foot print....I had a visitor in the night. Could it be that it wasn't just a dream, was it her... the dark one ...or someone who had passed this way before me...never had i seen a trace of another this deep in the wilderness, but there it was .Alas maybe I'm not mad after all.... maybe she isn't just a figment of my imagination . I gather my bed roll and set off back on the mossy path now more determined than ever to find the one that haunts me so .....Stepping back behind a tree I see him awaken. Does he feel my presence that clearly ..or is it wishful thinking on my part?
I cannot have him enter this realm..for if he is not mad..he will be soon after entering it.
He rinses the sleep from his face...and what a face...so rugged and yet..one familiar in some way. No this is foolishness on my part...careless even to think he could or want to be with me.
Feel me...feel me mortal..my cool touch upon your spine..do you feel it?
He is looking to the ground..will he see my mark..will he follow it and know it was me.
Come to me mortal...follow me into the shadows...or turn away now.
What will I do with him there...dare I show him all, or just what his mortal mind can grasp? He yearns for escape..and answers..but am I the one to give that to him. Dare I lose him to possible madness brought on by the shadows ...or will he embrace it and let it seep slowly into his being...taking with it all light from his eyes...the eyes that search for me...will it taint his beating heart and turn it cold like my own and tint it as the darkness that holds mine.
I watch him pass by me in the darkened forest ...close enough to catch his masculine scent and as I inhale I want to reach out and touch him but I dare not as it will only chill him and perhaps cause fear in him...but his warmth I feel coming from him as he passes so close to me. I shall bide my time to see if he is determined to keep tracking me. I shall wait...and watch.
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Shadow Child 3
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Publié :13/1/2007 2h18
Dernière mise à jour :2/8/2008 20h57 7400 vues
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As I lie beside the embers of the dying fire ,I search the shadows once again finding myself drifting to a place deep within my mind . How can this be... a memory of a place that I know I haven't been .... is it my sanity ebbing from my body, god I've been in this land for far to long . Tis in my memory ... plain as the nose on my face , but yet a place that is unknown to my physical being . Is it a presence that I feel or is that too a product of a life of loneliness in this vast land. I close my eyes searching for a memory of how to get back to the land beyond the shadows of the mist, but none exist. Shadow Child why do you haunt me so ...teasing me showing me your land but yet not the path to get there . Why do you beckon me shadow child but hide once more before I can find you . The dark child is near but always elusive always one step ahead . I feel her heart beating in my very soul ,so many questions to be answered ,her curiosity and confusion I feel deep in my veins . As the last dying embers of my fire go out and i drift off to slumber ,my eye catches movement in the shadows is it you shadow child or once again a product of my loneliness in this land ... Tilting my head I wait till he slips into his dreams...he feels me and yet...he needs me to guide him to where I am...tis his wish.
His deepening breath echos in the silence that surrounds him. His futile attempt to remain warm has sputtered and extinguished now and his breath rises in the chilled air.
Does he dream now...he yearns for me and yet I know not what drives him to this.
I slip the cloak from my head and move slowly out of the shadow realm that keeps me safe.
His breathing even and deep ...and he hears me not.
Silently i near him and look down upon the slumbering form ...such peace on his face...yet trouble has etched itself slightly into his furrowed brow.
Dark hair frames his features and in the moonlight he is at rest...for now.
I allow my fingertip to touch the little crease on his brow and it softens under my touch. I feel the pulse of his beating heart at his temple and it slows as my finger nears it.
Surely you know of the possible danger to you mortal should you follow me...why play with fire when a spark will burn you just as quick?
Consumed by your own curiosity ...what do you wish of me?
Stepping lightly over the sleeping form I pace...do I allow him to follow me...do I wipe clear all knowledge of me from his memory?
For that he should be grateful...and be requesting..for he knows not what can become of him in my realm...that of darkness and cold...of light-less forms that drain of the soul...of misty beings that enfold around you and blacken your heart.
No he does not realize what he is asking of me...of himself...foolhardy at best...ramblings of one that is mad...surely that be the case.
Looking down once more ...I whisper to your mind...if this is truly what you wish from me...convince me that you are not mad...and I shall take you....
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Shadow Child 2
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Publié :12/1/2007 3h58
Dernière mise à jour :15/1/2007 3h35 7557 vues
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What once seemed but a dream ....that fleeting glimpse now became a hunger only to be sated by a quest to the world of the shadow child.Take me to your realm shadow child to the land of the shadows beyond the mist.Take me to you lair , show me the wonders of you world once more.Quench my thirst, free me from the confounds of this mortal realm and loose me to dance in the magic of the shadowed moon.Tis your presence I feel within ,looking upon me with unseen eyes .Come dance with me shadow child ,let me hunger no more ...... Walking slowly amidst the shadows , on the edge of your realm..I wonder of this need of yours...looking out at you hidden from view..I hear your thoughts and pause as I contemplate what it is that you truly seek.
An escape from the mundane reality you call your own...an adventure in my realm...a discovery of a place among the mists and on the edge of conciousness...the place where darkness captures and surrounds...a place where the mists swirl and the light escapes...a place where I walk and breathe, all that is me.
Would one as yourself be able to enter...to dance beneath the ever shadowed moon?
Tis not for the faint of heart nor the weak of character...the dark hungers that ripple through your body ..only made stronger by my mere presence...the thirst you crave to be sated ..you shall find plenty to quench that thirst..but is it what you truly desire?
...For the realm you seek is mine and once there, will you beg to be
released from my dance or shall you remain...tis a fine line that you shall cross and one which you may regret all your days...
Look into a puddle at your feet and see me behind you...look into a darkened mirror and my reflection looks back....close your eyes and feel my presence as I watch you and feel your thoughts...
A shadow child am I...and you a mere mortal...two vastly different beings...shall I lead you through the mists to what you seek...or artfully dodge you and leave you wondering...if it was all a dream...a trick of your vision...a glimpse of nothing...
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Shadow Child
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Publié :11/1/2007 23h30
Dernière mise à jour :8/4/2017 18h41 7825 vues
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Child of the shadows , has the darkness that surrounds you enveloped you completely , for now i cannot see you , or hear your whispers in the night . Twas but a fleeting glimpse that last I had caught of you , leaping from the light back, to the darkness ,intriguing the soul, and teasing the mind . Come out shadow child , show me your realm of mystery again , take me to your playground of darkness , and show me it's wonders once more; for the fleeting glimpse hath given me a thirst , only the land beyond the shadows of the mist can quench.......Pulling the cloak around me a little tighter...I have been seen...noticed ...lapsed in a moment as I ventured briefly into the light.
Careless of me...but his mind beckoned me out from the shadows...for a moment...a moment that he almost ...almost made me show myself.
He continues to call to my mind to come out from the darkness that I fully embrace...why does he seek me...
His curiosity is stirring to my senses, as it has been long, since one was that close..is it a trap...or does he really wish for me to lead him into the depths of my darkness..my playground.
His hunger and drive for knowledge of me is great.
Watching him from the edge of the shadows I wonder if he would follow me.
Dare I risk showing myself to him once more.
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