Yuuna’s Ghost_The Journey_The Last Day of Winter_The Reaper's Ball
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Yuuna’s Ghost
Suggested by, ‘101 Zen Koans,’ by Secret of Zen. Riku’s young wife, Yuuna, became ill. The doctor’s tried everything but told Riku to prepare, her death was nigh. Riku loved Yuuna deeply. Seeing her suffer tortured him. He gladly tended to her smallest need until she was gone. When she became too weak to stand, she said, “I may not last the night. But I’ll always be with you. Promise me, you won’t find another woman. If you do, I’ll haunt your memories and bring you trouble all your days.” Yuuna passed away that night. Riku mourned her and respected her last wish. For several months he griev...
The Journey
It seemed like an eternity ago, as the sunset over the marshland darkness stealthy descended, tightening its grip upon the land as the creatures of the deep along with the other demons of darkness stirred crawling from their cavernous dens in hunt of unsuspecting prey. The night’s air grew cold and damp as the moon slowly shed its silver rays over the land breaking the darkness only on the higher levels while the brumes gathered swirling like serpents sneaking into the voids and hollows between the rocks and bracken.The news had come to us from our friends, it was time to act, all arrangements...
The Last Day of Winter
Trigger Warning: This story contains a mild mention of blood, minor violence, and slightly scary imagery. A biting cold nipped at Grevan’s ears as he trudged through the waist deep blanket of snow covering the field in which he laid as a child. He reached his cracked mud-stained fingers up to the dark leather collar draped over his shoulder, pulling it up to shelter his exposed neck and ears. He continued to plod through the frozen wasteland that laid before him, his old joints cracking and creaking like an old wooden ship rocking at its moorings. Grevan looked down towards the snowy earth. He...
The Reaper's Ball
Awake.I blink twice. That's all it takes for me to realize I am lying on my back. Above me a night sky glitters with stars unlike any night sky I have ever seen. Hues of cobalt and lavender intertwine, as though placed by the gentle strokes of an artist's brush, while stars shimmer and blink, like jewels kissed fleetingly by the light.And I gaze up at this masterpiece through thin branches, speckled with leaves that shake as the boughs sway to and fro.For a moment, I don't move. But then, I hear the music. It drifts through the dark on a gentle breeze that raises goosebumps along my arms. This...