Page 54 - Fallen Thoughts

to me but I had already failed her as an older brother. I didn’t fight back, I didn't

sacrifice myself for her. I let the beast have her to save myself.

My sister howled louder than anything I had ever heard. The beast began to

tear her apart, her face covered in blood, her abdomen spewing her organs and her

limbs laid around her. I turned to look away and awaited my turn, clutching my

pounding heart.

Facing the wall, away from the gruesome scene, I stared blankly at the dirt

wall and ceiling. There was no way I could dig myself out in time while the beast

was occupied, but I didn't want to die here. Fight or flight kicked in and I was

going to survive. Stupidly, I should have died. It would have made everything else

easier.
I yelled for the beast, attention and positioned myself as close to the ceiling

as I could. The beast’s crimson mane turned toward me, snarling with its gold and

bloodied teeth. It seemed disappointed in my lack of nothingness. It never had

anyone try to fight back or escape by any means.
The creature leapt towards me and I rolled to the side, nearly being caught

by its talons. Climbing trees and jumping off rocks as a child really did come in

handy. The dense flower bashed its head into the ceiling of the cavern and

exploded out in a mess of dirt. I followed quickly behind and ran away from the

beast while it was stunned.
I heard the demon howl under the light of the moon and the chimes from

before played but I was unfazed. The spell that once controlled me no longer

worked. What innocence could it feed off of now that I had witnessed so

much? Surprisingly, the beast did not chase me to finish what it started.

I wandered around the same forest from earlier until sunrise when I finally
stumbled upon my hometown. Covered in dirt and blood I cried for help from

anyone. I remembered children running away, frightened of me, I remember adults