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Heart

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The fresh mud pie lands next to me with a splat. I scramble my fighter jets while the enemy is defenceless. Sebastian leaps out from behind his wooden fort and flings a spare kidney into my eye: I am blinded. I fall as the poisoned missile makes its home inside my brain, and too late does he realise his mistake. I choke and splutter my last breaths, a million and one eyes upon me. Sebastian throws down his organs and traces my face with his silvered fingers.

Grace. Grace. He sings a name into my ear. Why? Is it mine?

I peek my one good eye open in time to see his wild blue tangles before he bestows upon my maiden lips the kiss of life.

The car horn blares and too soon I have to leave our world. Mum makes Sebastian stay at home. She doesn't like him very much. I see the way her face goes as if she's seen a monster when I talk about him. She says he's bad for me and I should forget him, but I don't believe her. I love you Sebastian. I whisper his name into the wind rushing past my ears as we drive, so quietly that not even mum hears. I love you Grace. I feel him above the light of the moon. We've been to the moon in our dreams and it is made of stardust.

I cover my arms with woven words, signing ink into my skin, skin I wish was pale like Sebastian's. He lets me cover him with my words until I run out of ink, and then I gather the stardust from our dreams and cover him again. Sebastian likes my stories.

They take my ink and stardust away and shout at me with their empty eyeballs and un thrown kidneys. Broken. Broken. They yell at my soul. Am I? I wish I could live in your ears and eyes, Grace. I would protect you from things that make you blind and noises that make you cry. Sebastian is mine. I wish I could live in your pale skin and wobbly lines, I reply. We could steal adventures and ride on raindrops.

They ask me questions and then mum clutches me to her waist as we walk outside. Her sadness leaks onto my head and now I wish I could live inside her ears to protect her smile.

Sebastian and I run away together of a night. We walk the streets of Paris connected by strings of thought, and I tell him this is our last time. We play war in the yard and build forts until dawn. When the arrow pierces my chest in a bloody arc, and I choke on my last words - words of goodbye. My leaden heart, passion manifest, flutters in and out of life. And I open my one good eye in time to see Sebastian's blue tangles before he bestows upon my silvered lips our last of kisses. I close my eyes again and hope that his gift isn't enough to make me come alive.
Who knows what Sebastian is? Who knows what Grace is? Any ideas?

Forgot to say; this was a response to the 100 prompts challenge. I'm slow, I know.
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DaffodilLion's avatar
Wow. That was really good! Not quite sure if I got any of it, but it's so well written! I loved it :D