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City of Blood

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City of Blood and Tears-
Opidum animae--city of the soul.

The walls glow blue…. So deep and perfect a blue, that when the light hits they shine crimson.

It’s painfully bright, though the sky is gray and untouched by the light of the sun.

It always seems on the brink of rain, but no rain is ever felt…

No water, at least.

The city resonates with jeers and laughter, so loud and spiteful to break your heart, and cracks run along the city stone…

Iridescent fangs shoot into the sky, piercing the very heavens.

So beautiful, and still so cruel.

There is no god here, there is no kindness…

I’ve never seen these things.

I don’t believe in them.

Maybe they exist somewhere else, but as much as I want to believe…

I just can’t

There were once others, I think, but perhaps I’m wrong.

Here, my memory slides through the cracks, through my fingers, like the blood thrown on these walls.

A great castle stands far away, like the words from a story I was read, one thousands lifetimes ago. At the edge of this land.

It fades in and out, as despair overtakes me, and then relinquishes its hold. Vermillion marble, shining like lapis in the light.

Sadness is an undertone… mixed with every brick, the life-blood of this dead city.
I rarely feel it now.

Ruins of a once lovely place… but now cold, though still beautiful.

This undeniably bitter world of blood and tears is mine.

I hate this place! The eyes that never close, the empty streets that wind like a labyrinth to some unknown, unseen hollow… Black spires rising like nails from the claws of some malevolent monster…

I loathe it!

No other city is as this…

But here is the only land I’ve ever lived in, so how would I know?

Maybe there are no living cities… maybe it is the fate of every kingdom to die….

To have each spiteful, laughing murderer fall to the blade of their victim, till no one stands…

The blood on the walls…

There’s a beat, beat, beat, underfoot, throbbing through the cobblestone paths.

So empty now…

The stone is so smooth, like glass, and row after row of round, sky-touching barriers circle the city. They glow sapphire and shimmer rouge.

Layers…

I wonder what they look like from above?

Maybe there’s a greater pattern, maybe looking down from the heavens, like God would were he real, could fix things.

Or maybe it would just be circles.

I hate this place!

And still….

It’s hard to hate your own heart, no matter how many times it betrays you.


Est nostram fatam esse miserum - it is our fate to be wretched
This is for my buddy's chalenge 'city of ----'
It's a reflection of yourself and your beliefs.

I don't always feel like this.... this is me when I'm shunned by 'normal' people, or ignored by my friends, or just generaly feel inferior/inadiquate.

Not a fun feeling.

But it's a damn cool city! I love the idea of something being both red and blue, but not purple.

:edit: it was from a promp by Drachen ( :icondrachenmagier: ) for 'Cities of Beyond'
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Kyoichi-chan's avatar
Wow...

I...can relate.

I /hate/ it when I can't feel anything BUT that.

;_;

This sort of made me cry (not a bad thing. :) ). This is excellent writing! :333

Very good, very very good.

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