It's Always the Quiet Ones
I LLLLLIIIVVVEEE
Hey all, long time no post. I've been mixed up with all sorts of things but in the confusion I managed to get some writing done. It's rough but here is the next snippet for Quiet ones.
Snippet
Zazie was used to the darkness, she clung to it unconsciously as she watched others live out in the light. A comforting blanket against uncertainties. Though the darkest of all nights, when the moon vanished from the sky, Zazie hid. Because on those dark, moonless nights there was a beast on the prowl.
Red eyes watched her from the corner it's form hidden in the inky black. She didn't dare move,she couldn't let her gaze wander for if she lost it's location it would be unlikely she'd find it again. It was only through this odd staring contest that the beast held still. She tried to keep the fear from her face, to ignore the cold chills from her spine. She could not acknowledge the beast's power or else it may think she was prey. So zazie remained stoic holding the eerie red gaze, mentally willing the sun to rise.
The clock on her wall ticked with an unerring precision. How much longer was there? She didn't dare check she could see the mass of shadow shift around dots of red. It was restless as well but was held in the spell, just as she was.
"Rainyday-san?"
The girl's breathing caught at the voice. It sounded close yet distant but it's familiarity was clear. But what could sensei be doing here? There was no one save for the beast and herself. It was stirring again, the red orbs seemed to crinkle up in dark amusement. Was this a trick? it must be, it had to be...
"Zazie..." Negi's voice spoke again, his voice carried on the wind. To hear her given name softly spoken in his voice caused her heart to race. The young teacher had never addressed her that informally... that familiar. It was playing with her, it had seen something she intended to hide. She had to ignore it, she had to stay strong.
"It's okay..." breath tickled her ear, the sensei's light tenor full of warmth. she could feel light touch on her shoulder. Without conscious thought she turned, hoping to see the young teacher's smiling face.
There was nothing but shadow.
Her eyes darted back to the front but nothing... the beast was free. The darkness allow around seemed alive with malevolent energies. The warmth of false hope was replaced with fear as she searched the shadows once more. She started slowly at first, walking through the inky black when she heard voices again. Though these held little in common with the comforting tenor of her teacher.
"Desire." Came a rumbling tone "I must take what is mine" it held a great hunger to it.. Zazie picked up her pace through the formless landscape. "Only I can have... belongs to me. No one else to take..." the volume came almost like waves, the malevolent feelings rushing over Zazie and receding. She ran, but couldn't seem to escape. Another voice chimed in.
"Weakness." this one was colder, where the first held a malevolent passion that was barely restrained, the second was tightly bottled disgust and loathing. "intolerable... must destroy...consume."
It felt like it got even darker as the words continued on but Zazie could hear no more of them she just ran, trying desperately to escape. Her legs screamed and her lungs burned as the impenetrable dark stretched on with no end in sight. In the end it was the acrobat that gave first, her weary legs crumbling and sending the girl sprawling to the floor.
She heard nothing but could feel the presence of the beast, she rolled over to her back to see the blazing red eyes. They loomed high above her nearly ten times the the size as before, eying her hungrily. The formless mass seemed to reach down for her the blazing spotlight eyes daring her to move.
"Stay...stay back..." she muttered softly closer her eyes tightly unable to look. As the presence grtew closer she could feel panic growing, there was not where to escape to. Nervous energy surged through her in a desperate panic she stuck out. She connected and seemed to hold the the beast, even to the point it was trying to pull away. At once the pressure left leaving an odd sticky feeling that was horrifyingly familiar.
Her eyes tentatively opened to eyes to a spindly hand dripping wet, blood perhaps. It was hard to tell in the crimson lit room. A small movement caught her attention drawing it away from the odd appendage. Laying on the floor were two formed huddled close eyes wide with fear. They spoke but she could barely here them, their voices held a muffled distorted quality making them hard to understand. Her mind was swimming and left her with a detached feeling to the scene. It was only at that point did she notice that something was holding her, keeping her from getting closer. She struggled unable to focus on the the fuzzy images that huddled out of sight. The bestial voices returns arguing and ranting drowning out her own thoughts. The cacophony rose louder to a maddening crescendo before it suddenly went silent, a single sentence ringing clear.
"Rainyday-san... what's happened to you?"
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With a gasp Zazie's eyes shot open, the haunting images still burning in her mind. Slowly reality began to sink in as she recognized where she was. Her old room. It was closing on a year now since left the ringmaster's cottage. It was much the way she had left it, much of the shelves empty save for a few nicknacks. She sat up slowly pulling the comforter a little closer to herself, in the morning chill. Morning light cast through the aged window, she tentatively reached out touching the old wood fondly.
"Eh? Zazie-san?" a nervous twitter brought the acrobat's attention to the door. She was greeted with smiling face of her classm- her friend Sayo Aizaka. The mental correction brought a small amount of welcomed warmth to the morning chill. The spectral girl's head and shoulders were hovering partway through her door. "Your awake! I was so worried. A-Are you okay?" the girl asked very carefully, lightly biting her lower lip. She tense as the sight of looming crimson eyes flashed in her mind but kept it to herself.
"I'm fine." Zazie did her best to keep her voice level, it seemed to pacify the spirit.
"Oh good. One sec, I'll go get Prosopeio-san." She said excitedly as she slipped back through leaving the door undisturbed."Prosopeio-saaan!" the voice grew muffled as she headed off to part unknown. Zazie leaned heavily against the wall trying to focus on the tweeting of the early birds outside.
end snippet
That nightmare sequence had been giving me NO end of trouble, I must had planned out at least three other versions before I came to that one. It's a little chaotic and jumbled but it's a nightmare so Meh... if I can keep going on this idea train I should have another part before TOO long *fingers crossed* this chapter is much more 'Zazie focused' so it should be an interesting experience.
I LLLLLIIIVVVEEE
Hey all, long time no post. I've been mixed up with all sorts of things but in the confusion I managed to get some writing done. It's rough but here is the next snippet for Quiet ones.
Snippet
Zazie was used to the darkness, she clung to it unconsciously as she watched others live out in the light. A comforting blanket against uncertainties. Though the darkest of all nights, when the moon vanished from the sky, Zazie hid. Because on those dark, moonless nights there was a beast on the prowl.
Red eyes watched her from the corner it's form hidden in the inky black. She didn't dare move,she couldn't let her gaze wander for if she lost it's location it would be unlikely she'd find it again. It was only through this odd staring contest that the beast held still. She tried to keep the fear from her face, to ignore the cold chills from her spine. She could not acknowledge the beast's power or else it may think she was prey. So zazie remained stoic holding the eerie red gaze, mentally willing the sun to rise.
The clock on her wall ticked with an unerring precision. How much longer was there? She didn't dare check she could see the mass of shadow shift around dots of red. It was restless as well but was held in the spell, just as she was.
"Rainyday-san?"
The girl's breathing caught at the voice. It sounded close yet distant but it's familiarity was clear. But what could sensei be doing here? There was no one save for the beast and herself. It was stirring again, the red orbs seemed to crinkle up in dark amusement. Was this a trick? it must be, it had to be...
"Zazie..." Negi's voice spoke again, his voice carried on the wind. To hear her given name softly spoken in his voice caused her heart to race. The young teacher had never addressed her that informally... that familiar. It was playing with her, it had seen something she intended to hide. She had to ignore it, she had to stay strong.
"It's okay..." breath tickled her ear, the sensei's light tenor full of warmth. she could feel light touch on her shoulder. Without conscious thought she turned, hoping to see the young teacher's smiling face.
There was nothing but shadow.
Her eyes darted back to the front but nothing... the beast was free. The darkness allow around seemed alive with malevolent energies. The warmth of false hope was replaced with fear as she searched the shadows once more. She started slowly at first, walking through the inky black when she heard voices again. Though these held little in common with the comforting tenor of her teacher.
"Desire." Came a rumbling tone "I must take what is mine" it held a great hunger to it.. Zazie picked up her pace through the formless landscape. "Only I can have... belongs to me. No one else to take..." the volume came almost like waves, the malevolent feelings rushing over Zazie and receding. She ran, but couldn't seem to escape. Another voice chimed in.
"Weakness." this one was colder, where the first held a malevolent passion that was barely restrained, the second was tightly bottled disgust and loathing. "intolerable... must destroy...consume."
It felt like it got even darker as the words continued on but Zazie could hear no more of them she just ran, trying desperately to escape. Her legs screamed and her lungs burned as the impenetrable dark stretched on with no end in sight. In the end it was the acrobat that gave first, her weary legs crumbling and sending the girl sprawling to the floor.
She heard nothing but could feel the presence of the beast, she rolled over to her back to see the blazing red eyes. They loomed high above her nearly ten times the the size as before, eying her hungrily. The formless mass seemed to reach down for her the blazing spotlight eyes daring her to move.
"Stay...stay back..." she muttered softly closer her eyes tightly unable to look. As the presence grtew closer she could feel panic growing, there was not where to escape to. Nervous energy surged through her in a desperate panic she stuck out. She connected and seemed to hold the the beast, even to the point it was trying to pull away. At once the pressure left leaving an odd sticky feeling that was horrifyingly familiar.
Her eyes tentatively opened to eyes to a spindly hand dripping wet, blood perhaps. It was hard to tell in the crimson lit room. A small movement caught her attention drawing it away from the odd appendage. Laying on the floor were two formed huddled close eyes wide with fear. They spoke but she could barely here them, their voices held a muffled distorted quality making them hard to understand. Her mind was swimming and left her with a detached feeling to the scene. It was only at that point did she notice that something was holding her, keeping her from getting closer. She struggled unable to focus on the the fuzzy images that huddled out of sight. The bestial voices returns arguing and ranting drowning out her own thoughts. The cacophony rose louder to a maddening crescendo before it suddenly went silent, a single sentence ringing clear.
"Rainyday-san... what's happened to you?"
12321
With a gasp Zazie's eyes shot open, the haunting images still burning in her mind. Slowly reality began to sink in as she recognized where she was. Her old room. It was closing on a year now since left the ringmaster's cottage. It was much the way she had left it, much of the shelves empty save for a few nicknacks. She sat up slowly pulling the comforter a little closer to herself, in the morning chill. Morning light cast through the aged window, she tentatively reached out touching the old wood fondly.
"Eh? Zazie-san?" a nervous twitter brought the acrobat's attention to the door. She was greeted with smiling face of her classm- her friend Sayo Aizaka. The mental correction brought a small amount of welcomed warmth to the morning chill. The spectral girl's head and shoulders were hovering partway through her door. "Your awake! I was so worried. A-Are you okay?" the girl asked very carefully, lightly biting her lower lip. She tense as the sight of looming crimson eyes flashed in her mind but kept it to herself.
"I'm fine." Zazie did her best to keep her voice level, it seemed to pacify the spirit.
"Oh good. One sec, I'll go get Prosopeio-san." She said excitedly as she slipped back through leaving the door undisturbed."Prosopeio-saaan!" the voice grew muffled as she headed off to part unknown. Zazie leaned heavily against the wall trying to focus on the tweeting of the early birds outside.
end snippet
That nightmare sequence had been giving me NO end of trouble, I must had planned out at least three other versions before I came to that one. It's a little chaotic and jumbled but it's a nightmare so Meh... if I can keep going on this idea train I should have another part before TOO long *fingers crossed* this chapter is much more 'Zazie focused' so it should be an interesting experience.
