A Tale of Six Trillion Years and one Night by LadyInteresting, literature
Literature
A Tale of Six Trillion Years and one Night
In a village in an unknown era
There lived an unknown boy;
Known to none, this is his fairy tale. . .
"Move, devil spawn!"
The small, blond haired toddler trembled in fear. This man had kicked him, hit, him and yelled at him as his mother led him into the sunset. Why was she letting him do that? Why did she look so sad? With the trust that only a child can possess, he continued to be led by his mother. Even if he was scared and in pain. . .
Since the time I was born,
I was treated as a demon child.
As if forsaken I received punishment.
"He ain't bleedin' yet, hit him again."
Thirteen years later, the same poor boy grimaced
Six Trillion Years and One Night's Story English by ChazyChazle, literature
Literature
Six Trillion Years and One Night's Story English
In some time, somewhere which no one knows
Lived a boy whose name was never told
Fairy tales his village yield
And hereby I shall tell
From the moment on which he was born
He was feared and met with hate and scorn
Burdens dwell on this devil's child
Too much for him to bare
Though there weren't a reason why
He should crumble down and cry
When the sunset dyes the sky
You had taken my hand that night
I don't know! I don't know! There's really nothing that I know!
If there is a kind of kindness after taking a scold
Or perhaps, may I ask
If there's a loving heat to hold
Even after the rain has really, really chilled me to the bon
In The Depth of Darkness by Wrath-lover, literature
Literature
In The Depth of Darkness
A dark narrow path at night
Flanked by a clump of trees
Sweeping chilly wind pats my cheeks
I look over my shoulder
No light reaches here
In the depth of darkness
Something is born
I ascend a long slope
When can I stop?
An endless ascent is ahead of me
Weird cackles from the ground
I look over my shoulder
Unending darkness is aback from me
In the depth of darkness
Something is wriggling
I can see it coming to me from here
A shadow clinging to my feet
Replaces with me who began to take action a little
Something is coming to me from over there
I walk down a narrow path at night
Flanked by a clump of trees to my right
Chilly