Writer's block stinks. Beat it forever for just $8.99
For the first time ever, you can get my ultimate collection of 5,000 creative writing prompts for over 25% off. The 1,000 Creative Writing Prompts Box Set contains five books with over 150 five-star reviews.
Click the links below to get it before this deal runs out!
Amazon -> http://bit.ly/noblockazon
Nook -> http://bit.ly/noblocknook
Apple -> http://bit.ly/noblockapple
Google Play -> http://bit.ly/noblockgoogle

Invictus

by Holly Christy
(Athens, Ohio, USA)





It was a wretched, irrevocable darkness, a place that I wished to escape with every piece of my soul. The complete, solid horror of it led me to wander further into nothingness, to claw at nonexistent walls, to thrash like a captured beast in hope of finding any way back to the world of the living, though I knew that my efforts were in vain. I could feel the pain of the world I was leaving behind: the cold, sharpened metal plunging into my body; the loathing of my masked, unidentified enemy; the heat of the flames devouring me, stealing away all life, all hope... I screamed, hoping that somehow the agony would lessen. It did not subside.

I felt as if I would fall from the strain of everything - yet I was no longer a part of any world or body, but only a formless fragment of what had once been a man. This place that had imprisoned me - if, in fact, it were a place and not merely a state of mind - had neither ground nor sky, boundaries nor signs of endless bounds. It was a world separated from all other worlds, a prison of unreality and confusion, a dimension that had no knowledge of time, life, death or humanity. I felt as if it had become a part of me, some peculiar illusion produced by my pain as I died, though I knew it to be only death itself.

Why had a man taken my life with such violence, such loathing, without so much as showing his face? Had I been so wicked that I had provoked a man to end my life in an act of desperation? I let myself slip away from the past and future until I remained in a land of nothing, letting life and death and whatever else lingered in the transition-world take effect. My memories never faded even as time passed, meaningless. Death was not an end to all things; rather, it was a transition to an infinite, haunting echo of life, a new form of existence that was hardly worth the pain of pressing on. I could never escape, never forget, never learn the answers to the questions that so tormented me. What sort of man had murdered me? Why had I forgotten nothing, rather than resting in the peace that came with knowing nothing?




The darkness faded and turned to light, and with it came a new era, the beginning of my afterlife. Alecial Santiago Hale was dead. A piece was what continued to suffer, a piece of my soul that could not find rest even in death. Death lived on and prevailed within me, and I was caught in the middle of a vicious cycle.




There had always been memories - memories of laughter, memories of screams, echoes of the things that would never leave me after even my own life had. I felt trapped in the memories, the thought of some better life, more than I had ever felt confined to the darkness. A pain overwhelmed me, making my body surge with unbearable heat until the darkness finally faded to nothingness.



Related Articles

  • Expository Writing Prompts

  • Essay Writing Prompts

  • Fiction Writing Prompt

  • Short Story Topics

  • Narravites Writing Prompts



  • Related Products

  • 1,000 Character Writing Prompts

  • First and Second Grade Writing Practice

  • Third and Fourth Grade Writing Writing Practice

  • Fifth and Sixth Grade Writing Practice

  • 1,000 Creative Writing Prompts

  • Click here to post comments

    Join in and write your own page! It's easy to do. How? Simply click here to return to Free Creative Writing Prompts #1.

    Write a Story Based on These Prompts or This Article!

    Use the above prompts or article as inspiration to write a story or other short piece.

    [ ? ]

    Upload 1-4 Pictures or Graphics (optional)[ ? ]

     

    Click here to upload more images (optional)

    Author Information (optional)

    To receive credit as the author, enter your information below.

    (first or full name)

    (e.g., City, State, Country)

    Submit Your Contribution

     submission guidelines.


    (You can preview and edit on the next page)

    What Other Visitors Have Said

    Click below to see contributions from other visitors to this page...

    My favourite childhood toy Not rated yet
    When i was only five years old.i have a beautiful car.it has red and white colour.i ride it outside my house. i liked it very much ,one day i was in my …

    There is no life without moves Not rated yet
    I think movies and TV is an essential part of my life and it is hard to imagine life without movies, on one hand movies are a great source of entertainment …

    Click here to write your own.