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The Monster's Ruby Heart
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 Posted: Fri May 23, 2008 9:38 pm Post subject: The Monster's Ruby Heart |
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I don't know what you'd call this, but it's a short piece based off of the music video and song called Monster by The Meg & Dia Band.
Here's the Link to the Video: http://youtube.com/watch?v=BlEiNmVX82Y
and the Lyrics: http://www.lyricsdir.com/meg-and-dia-monster-lyrics.html
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The darkness forms a cage around me. I'm trapped on my rod iron bed with no hope except a candle and the box. All there is to show distance are the floating windows, the candle light reflects off the glass. Everything is silent except for the whispers of a boy, "... Love me, Love Me. That's all I ask for. Love me, love me..."
Or is it just my imagination?
Left alone in the dark, I can feel their eyes on me, the creatures of the night are watching through the windows. I know what they see... a child of glass draped in white lace. Fragile, broken and dirty. I move the candle and lift the tainted silver box to eye level.
A scream echoed through the dark and the boys whispers stop, my dark eyes looked over the box into the unknown.
He's coming...
The reason for my existence ... the reason for my pain.
Footsteps echo through the surrounding darkness. Then he's there, staring at me from the foot of my bed. I opened the box and took out the pulsing red stone that proved my life was true.
"Monster," I said holding it out to him. "How should I feel? Creatures lie here looking through the windows."
He stayed quiet as a memory flickered in the air to our right like a movie. Of a woman, of my existence, of a theft. Neither of us broke eye contact. As the scene vanished. I asked again.
"Monster," I asked. "How should I feel? Creatures lie here, looking through the windows. I hear their voices. I'm the glass child, Hannah's Regret."
He nodded, but still didn't say a word. His arm raised, there was a moment of silence before, an earth quaking sound echoed through the room, causing the windows to quiver and shake until the glass shattered into pieces. The Ruby Heart flew from my hand as my head landed on the pillow. He took the sheets and covered my cold body.
Glow flies flew from my body filling the room, kerosene fell like rain. The darkness was no more and neither was I. He kneeled next to the bed in silent prayer, knowing our nightmares were his dreams. My ghost form walked to the stone and broke it causing a flame to come to life.
Then he was no more. |
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