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Old 09-26-2008, 09:41 PM
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Default Olive Trees

olive trees


A oneshot.



She stood in the center of the almost empty room, a swift breeze shifting lightly around her as she almost embraced the silence, eyes shut briefly as dusty-brown strands of hair fluttered around them. She could taste, almost feel the rain that billowed in sheets just outside the window, stray flecks flicking across the drawn curtains as she stood facing them just a meter away.

Her heart almost broke for it.

It’s a sorry world, she supposed, when the soft click of a cocked gun is the sound of safety.

She could feel the storm swelling around her, her imagination painting the amassing clouds that would be clustering on the horizon in her minds eye. She allowed her thoughts to fly through the thickening air with them, trilling with the humming winds and cries of fleeing birds. She was the city, and she shivered with the slivers of frost that slipped from the rusted corrugated iron of the roof, arcing in their final descent as the entire building seemed to tremble with anticipation.

But that was the world she lived in, a world of anger and violence – and she accepted it.

Lips twisting into a thin smile, she listened in almost earnest as the first brilliant streak of lightning lit up the world behind her closed eyelids, almost reaching forward towards the swaying curtains and the jubilant rumble of thunder like heavens heralds that chorused behind them. Only the bared, frayed strands of what was left of her sensibility prevented her from doing so, but they themselves were slipping from their moors, slowly snapping under the onslaught.

For when was the world ever not like this? A paradise of peace? Even in the so-called Golden Age of the Jhoto Empire, tyrants ruled with an iron fist almost legions of Orean slaves, forcing almost an entire civilisation to its torn and bloodied knees, their traditions fluttering behind them in tattered ribbons.

A sudden shift of pressure, and suddenly the very air was singing to her, twining around her little shack in a chaotic dance, shrilling their glee. Her lips trembled with restrained words, whispers of her answering call clustering on her tongue as she wove herself into the song instead, her power trilling into the winds.

There was no time of peace, and the word, as well as the concept, she thought, was merely a myth.

Sensing the warmth of a responding presence twisting around her, her smile grew, her cloak now whipping around her in the force of the gale, roping around her form.

But why hold animosity against inevitability?

A dulling of sound, a brief lull in the barrage- glinting shards of hail bounding off of her unprotected skin as she stepped forward once, a single slide of sandaled foot, until she was inches from the threshold.

It was life, and life was simply an existence.

Her eyes opened.

Like his was.


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