Writersverse #2

You may be wondering, what is Writersverse? It is the name of the writing group I am a part of which speed writes every Thursday. Like the Spider-verse, each of us are given the same topics, (i.e. Spider-man) but then are given just a short amount of time to come up with our own original stories centered on the topics.

Story #2

Time limit: 1 hour

Genre: Poem

Theme: Evil

Prompt which must be in the story: Singing

“Do you hear it?”

            “Can you feel it”

The voices, the voices.

            They tell a story.

One from long ago

            Of the darkness which won

And a hero who let go.

            Can you hear them?

                        Singing out the name

Of the monster from the depths

            Who has come to life again.

Aragobah.

Slayer of heroes

Shredder of worlds

His mighty sword struck down the heavenly horde.

                        Defiling         

Corrupting

                        Destroying

Aragobah!

“Do you hear it?”

The whisper of the song, its hoarse voice carrying upon the dry dusty winds.

            Its melody the screams of heroes plunging into darkness.

            Its form constructed from the blood and bones of man.

“Can you feel it?”

            Aragobah’s victory!

                        Watch as the great hero falls.

Alone.

Lost.

And

Afraid.

Always afraid.

no hope

no dreams

                                        gone.

                                            Swallowed by the anguish of that final cry                 

“No more!”

            “I am done!”

Aragobah laughed,

laughs,

will laugh

Time means nothing

For Aragobah rises again.

“Do you hear it?”

            “Can you feel it”

The voices, the voices.

            They tell a story.

                                    Of brokenness and pain.

                                                            Aragobah’s past

Was

                                                Twis

                                   ted

Shatter

            e

               d.

               By whom?

Who brings a soul down to the depths?

Who crushes dreams into nothing?

                                                                        Who drove madness to the brink?

                                                Who throttled the young in their sleep?

            Fate?

                        Happenstance?

                                    “NO NO!”

Hear them, hear them!

The voices know!

They sing it in their song!

Aragobah’s past,

is nothing more than the great hero’s future!

Oh folly, oh fickle time.

            To be a monster and a savior at the same time.

To crush your own family underneath your foot.

                        To harvest their souls for your demise

                                                            Oh, foolish fickle time.

Can you

Hear it

I am here.

I will help

I will…

I…want

I…

Muffled.

Silenced.                                                                                                                                            

betrayed.

For everything is now all for Aragobah’s gain.

“Do you hear it?”

“Can you feel it”

The voices, the voices.

They tell a story.

One from long ago

Of the darkness which won.

The hero who was ravaged

The evil which appeared.

listen to the voices

their song

they sing

Aragobah our dark king.

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