Death of the promised one

The prophets wrote of the one; a day shy of  eighteen the one known as Dark Child shall first realise the powers he possesses. But the one who spoke his own name on the day of his own birth shall be the saviour. All now depends on the ravenous predator.                                                           ~As it is written, so shall it be~

They struck in the night, the light of the moon guiding them. They too were Goran, but an outcast clan called Duvenia - from the Goran word, defectors.        The promised one arose on the eve of his eighteenth birthday to screams and the smell of burning. The attackers leaving has he emerged from the house, a trail of distruction was all they left! Dark Child soon to the aid of his trapped friend.   A piece of burning roofing blocking his escape, Dark Child placed his hands on the roofing and pushed. The strength of ten of the strongest men could not have moved it with the ease the chosen had, his friend Raven and family now saved.

In the street now, a lone Duvenian runs at them, caught by surprise a sword ran through the chosen, who fell through the flame rotten wood of his friends house.  His impaled cold limp body trapped in the collapsing house.

~Rebirth~   And so the chosen one dies. But his soul not amongst the dead. No hope for his revival death is his future. But the prophets wrote of the Ravenous one,                 The saviour!

Copyright C. J. Klavins 2000 ©