This Tale of the Shadow Forest is my response. Can you guess whom it's about? I'll give you a hint...it involves a previous prompt using a picture of a ramshackle cottage/hut surrounded by greenery.
It was starting to appear again. The ghostly outline of a castle or was it a temple?
Someone on the other side of the Door was willing this ornate building into being. Or was it someone on this side?
Will. Once he’d had it, along with a name.
Now he could only follow the pale lights, traces of the path which he was able to follow.
Name and purpose were both gone.
He didn’t recall losing him, although he remembered purple flowers in pale hair. A ramshackle house had nestled in the greenery and light, back when everything had been savagely bright and clear.
They’d taken the brightness from him, along with the name and purpose. Unless he’d given them up?
It was possible. Names came with so many unpleasant associations and relations. Such as a woman with auburn hair, eight arms, and fangs always ready to pop out of her hungry mouth.
No. He wouldn’t think of her. He didn’t have to. He’d cast her off, along with the memory of her name.
The price had been his own.
Let the pale-haired beauty and his hungry house choke on the memories of her, along with the consequences of his name and purpose.
Only without those things, he couldn’t find the path. All he had was the recollection of a pale light.
He moved in the direction of the ghostly palace, the temple flickering in and out of existence.
At least he was going somewhere.
Powerful passage. Darn, the character's name is on the tip of my tongue.
ReplyDeleteThank you! Don't worry...he himself can't remember his name right now. :)
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