Author: Thornprick PM
This story is about a city where when every boy or girl turns the age of Fourteen they get taken away to a place called the Institution and no one knows what happens there because no one has ever returned.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Fantasy/Adventure - Chapters: 4 - Words: 3,610 - Reviews: 10 - Favs: 1 - Published: 11-12-08 - id: 2595464
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NOTES: When there's a name before the story it means it's from that person's point of view. Like on the prologue it says, Nale so it's from Nale's point of view and on chapter one it says Jessica so it's Jessica's point of view.
Death, destruction, evil. I feel it all, nestling against the side of my soul like a vicious murderer standing just outside a rotting door. A rotting door waiting to be either opened or destroyed.
I feel trapped. The ceiling reaches to the sky with four overpowering walls placed on each side of me. It is all made to trap me in a cage filled with the demons of helpless emotions. I will never escape it.
The man who stands next to me tells me it is my destiny. He tells me it is my past, present and future. Everything that I ever thought I knew is gone. I am in his control. He will help me become great, He tells me. He will make all my wildest dreams come true. I believe him. He is powerful. With one wave of his hand he could bring down the mountains of Ess'fareth. With one flicker of his eyelids he could either fill the heart of the ocean with contentment to spread throughout the lands happiness and prosperity or send the sky into chaos with raining turrets of lighting and destruction.
He tells me that with the demons of darkness he will make me powerful. I try hard to welcome the demons in. I try hard to have the same desire my master has for them.
I turn to him and see his face. His eyes are closed. Ultimate concentration creases his pale features. His chest heaves in and out, ingesting the sent of the demons. His mouth plays slightly open and I imagine the darkness entering through, taking and nourishing his soul to make him powerful. I try to do like my master does. I try to invite the demons in but I fail. I don't have the self-control to intake the spirits. My master says I am a coward. I believe him. But I also believe he will help me. Eventually I will intake the demons, eventually I will no longer be the sniveling coward I am now. My master will help me. I believe in him. I believe in him only. He's all I have that I can believe in. He is all I've ever believed in.