Aiya Quackform
Her High Quackiness
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- 19
- Years
- Age 36
- In a blue house with a blue window.
- Seen Jan 2, 2009
Commercial: So many things in the past, so many things that are scarred and can never heal. I was foolish. So many years later, and my senses still cannot leave behind the stink of destruction and death. (ONE-SHOT)
WARNING: This is an original fiction by me. Do not use any of this story in part, or in full, in you written work, in a quote, or on a website without my permission. You may link directly to this page, but that is all.
So many things in the past, so many things that are scarred and can never heal. I used my knowledge and skill to do what I thought would help others. I was foolish. I destroyed and I burned. I scarred.
So many years later, and my senses still cannot leave behind the stink of destruction and death.
My sins continue in this new life I?ve built on lies. I have told no one of what I?ve done, and for many years now those around me have remained blissfully unaware of my former self.
There is so much that I could have done for the good of so many. My skills could have taken me many places?anywhere but the path that led to this living death of regret and shame.
But there is no use wallowing in what cannot be changed. I must push ahead, praying for a better tomorrow.
In my young student, my successor, I see a future. I see his innocence, his na?ve belief that there is good in this world. In him, I see myself before the dark times.
And so, to him I pass on my skills, my knowledge?and my painfully learned wisdom. May my mistakes be made up for in some small way by his good deeds.
This is my penance. He is my redemption.
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Author's Notes: This is a short fiction I wrote for a contest back at GHPF with the theme of "redemption." I ended up liking it so much, that I have plans to incorporate it as a prologue into an original fiction of mine. Please leave me some feedback!
WARNING: This is an original fiction by me. Do not use any of this story in part, or in full, in you written work, in a quote, or on a website without my permission. You may link directly to this page, but that is all.
Sins & Scars
by Aiya Quackform
by Aiya Quackform
So many things in the past, so many things that are scarred and can never heal. I used my knowledge and skill to do what I thought would help others. I was foolish. I destroyed and I burned. I scarred.
So many years later, and my senses still cannot leave behind the stink of destruction and death.
My sins continue in this new life I?ve built on lies. I have told no one of what I?ve done, and for many years now those around me have remained blissfully unaware of my former self.
There is so much that I could have done for the good of so many. My skills could have taken me many places?anywhere but the path that led to this living death of regret and shame.
But there is no use wallowing in what cannot be changed. I must push ahead, praying for a better tomorrow.
In my young student, my successor, I see a future. I see his innocence, his na?ve belief that there is good in this world. In him, I see myself before the dark times.
And so, to him I pass on my skills, my knowledge?and my painfully learned wisdom. May my mistakes be made up for in some small way by his good deeds.
This is my penance. He is my redemption.
_____________________________________________
Author's Notes: This is a short fiction I wrote for a contest back at GHPF with the theme of "redemption." I ended up liking it so much, that I have plans to incorporate it as a prologue into an original fiction of mine. Please leave me some feedback!
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