We just fade(Sterling Tenembrage)
Posted on December 14, 2016 by Kira Whitmore
| When we suffer, we do it in silence... |
Turning the key, Kira pushed the door open and gazed for the first time at her new home. It wasn't much, just a simple one bedroom apartment, but it was hers and that's all that mattered. The wooden floor creaked as she stepped inside the dark front room. Heading over to the window, she opened the curtains and allowed the bright sunlight to invade the musty room. With a small smile, Kira opened the window and looked down at her aunt and cousin unloading boxes from the old station wagon. A small meow reminded the girl of the reason she had come up to the room first before helping her family unload her belongings. Squirming around in a small carrier, a little black kitten seemed more than excited to explore her new home as well. Giggling, Kira moved toward the small bathroom and placed the carrier in the center. Opening the door, she pulled the kitten out and gently tickled it's head with her nose. "You'll have to stay here for a little while, Nyx." As if in understanding, the small animal gave a tiny mew as Kira set her down. Shutting the door behind her, the young woman raced back downstairs to begin the tedious process of bringing her personal things upstairs. Standing on the sidewalk, Kira waved as the car that had brought her here turned the corner and was gone from sight. Aunt Marla hadn't liked the idea of her moving to Sacrosanct on her own, but it was all Kira wanted. At nineteen years old, it was time she began her life. Her training had ended years ago and now she wanted to learn on her own or even, possibly, join a coven. The sky was the limit! With butterflies in her belly, she turned to the few remaining boxes left on the sidewalk and started taking them inside. Why was the last box always the heaviest? Struggling to make it up the last flight of stairs, Kira gasped as she set it down again and panted for air. One day, she would have to hit the gym. Looking up, she sighed and grabbed the box again only to have the bottom break out. Books and other trinkets spilled out and scattered all over the stairwell. "Shit!" Kira groaned. Kicking the box to the side, she quickly tried to gather her personal possessions. The last thing she needed was someone seeing her small cauldron and athame laying out in the open. |
...and the world likes it that way |
(Sorry it's so bad. I'm still getting used to writing as a human)
Replies
- and I breathe disaster ever after - By STERLING on December 14, 2016 at 10:03 PM
- We just fade - By Kira Whitmore on December 17, 2016 at 10:41 AM
- and I breathe disaster ever after - By STERLING on December 17, 2016 at 11:23 PM