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Elara Divine Mamkute Dark Elf Goddess Chaos Imp Penguins Fan Ms. Invisable          Since: 08-15-04 From: Ferelden Since last post: 100 days Last activity: 100 days |
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| "Every time I'm in your arms I feel that I could die happy," she had whispered softly as she gazed up into his eyes.
"Oh don't talk like that, darling. I don't want you to die" "Aww, I know Richard... but it's true. It's like the world stops when we're together, nothing else matters." "I feel the same way, Clair," Richard said as he brushed a strand of her black hair out of her face, his hand lingering on her soft cheek, "but I still don't like it when you talk about death like that." "Don't worry silly, it's not like I am going to die anytime soon. We still have our whole lives together." Richard wiped the tears out of his eyes as he looked down at the grave. His memories echoing in his mind as he traced the letters that spelled out her name, Clair Marsden, on the granite headstone. She had been his world since the day he first met her, his little ray of dark sunshine, and now she was gone. Her words echoed in his mind... it had only been a year ago that she had spoken them. They had met in a college lecture on literature. He had gone to it because it was mandatory to pass his class, even though he hated the subject. The only seat available by the time he got there was one next to a girl dressed in all black, almost goth but not quite. As he walked toward her, she tucked a strand of her long black hair behind her ear, revealing her pale face and a pair of glasses slowly sliding down her nose. The girl glanced at him as he had sat down, but went back to writing in her little notebook in a messy little script. "Excuse me," he had said, "do you know how long this lecture is going to be?" "Two hours, like it said on the flyer," she replied without looking up. He groaned quietly. Shortly after, the lecture began. The goth girl next to him sat up straight, closing her little notebook and slipping the pen into her pocket. For the first hour Richard had to fight the urge to fall asleep while the speaker (he hadn't caught his name, but the guy was an author) talked about some weird novel that he had never read. The girl stayed silent, but he could tell that she was not truly interested in it either, but she paid attention at least. He was tempted to leave, but he had to stay for the whole thing if he wanted to pass that damn class. The speaker chose that moment to switch to a different book he had written. It was a sci-fi/fantasy book that he had actually read and liked, which got him to pay a lot more attention. The discussion was interesting, and he found himself raising his hand and getting involved in it. To his surprise, the girl next to him was doing the same. Soon the hour was up and Richard was actually glad that he had come. As he had started to walk out, he heard a voice behind him. "Hey, do you wanna go get some coffee?" It was the goth girl. She was standing now, her bag hanging off her right shoulder. She was tall for a girl, but he was still almost a foot taller than her. He found her interesting... and she was kinda cute. "Ok, sure. What's your name?" "Clair, Clair Dupree. What's yours?" "Richard Marsden. Nice to meet you." From that day they had been inseparable. Clair had a personality that just drew you to her, with her laugh and her smile. He had never known a goth to be so cheery. Sure, she listened to metal and read lots of books... but she liked to have fun as well. They had loved each other deeply... everyone had thought it was so cute, the campus goofball and the nerdy goth. He had proposed to her on the beach at sunset on the second anniversary of their first date. As Richard kneeled by her headstone he recalled the moment vividly in his mind again. He could almost feel her in his arms again. "Oh Richard... isn't the sky beautiful tonight?" "Yeah... but I've see something even more beautiful right here." "Oh shut up, I'm not that pretty," she said with a slight laugh. "To me you are!" "You're crazy!" "Yeah... but that is why you love me," he said with a smile as he wrapped his arms around her tighter. She sighed as she leaned back against his chest, her head tilted to the left. "Yeah, I know." Now was the moment, he knew it. His mouth was dry as he started to turn her around to face him. "Clair..." "Yes, Richard," she asked, a curious look on her face. "Darling, I... I love you. You mean more to me than anything in this world." He slowly reached into his pocket, grabbing the small black box inside and began to pull it out and open it. "And... well, I never want to be apart from you, so... I was wondering...." He began to go to one knee and raise his hand with the box, her eyes widening as she realized what was happening. "Clair Dupree, will you marry me?" She stood there for a moment, wide-eyed and staring at the ring in the box. It was white gold, because she hated yellow, etched with ivy and had a blood red garnet between two small diamonds. He could see her eyes filling with tears as she finally opened her mouth to speak. "Oh... oh, Richard! Of course I'll marry you!" "Didn't last too long, did it, darling?" Richard placed his hands on the fresh dirt, wishing that he could feel her silken hair once more. "You said that night we had the rest of our lives... I guess you were right. You just didn't know how short a time that was." They had gotten married 6 months ago, it had been so beautiful. Clair had looked so lovely that he had felt he had to be dreaming... but it had been real. Their live was so happy together... until the night she died. It had been stormy that night, the rain came down in a deluge, and lightning had lit the sky like fire. Clair had been driving home from work at the bookstore downtown when it happened. Lightning struck a tree by the road and caused it to split... part of it falling onto the road right as she was passing. She had swerved to avoid it, but she ended up losing control of the car. She veered off the road, the car flipping as it hit the ditch, crushing Clair inside. She died before help could arrive, all alone... her greatest fear. "I'm sorry that I wasn't there with you, love... if I had known... I would have made you stay home. Then you would still be here!" Richard had gotten the phone call from the police at midnight. He had been sitting up all night, waiting for her to come home. She hadn't been answering her cell phone, and he had been worried sick. After he hung up the phone, he had collapsed... his wife was dead. It wasn't until the next day that he learned even more heartbreaking news from her best friend... Clair had been pregnant. "Didn't you notice that she was throwing up a lot," Rachel asked. "She said she had the flu, that it was nothing." "She was planning on surprising you for your 6 month anniversary... oh Richard, I'm so sorry!" "Pregnant... oh God, why? Why did you do this? My wife, my world... and my child too?" He fell to the ground in tears, Rachel holding him as he sobbed. "Why didn't you tell me? You knew how I hated surprises... you could have told me early." Richard reached into his coat, as he ran his free hand along her name again. "You died alone... no one there to hold your hand. But I'm gonna fix that now," he whispered as he slowly pulled out a gun. "I love you too much to live without you, Clair. I'll be there soon... then we can be together again, all of us... you, me, and our baby." He put the gun to his temple, the tears blinding him. Slowly he squeezed the trigger as he heard her voice in his mind once more before it all shattered. "...We still have our whole lives together." |
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Makura Since: 01-22-05 From: The restaurant at the end of the universe.... Since last post: 5887 days Last activity: 5152 days |
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| That is a great piece, Elara. The emotion you capture is so good. I hope o can write half as well as you do someday. | |||
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Elara Divine Mamkute Dark Elf Goddess Chaos Imp Penguins Fan Ms. Invisable Since: 08-15-04 From: Ferelden Since last post: 100 days Last activity: 100 days |
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| Wow... that actually makes me blush. I still find it funny that I was in a good mood when I wrote this. I will eventually put in more detail, since I remember Sparda saying it was lacking... but yeah, I am rather proud of this one. | |||
Katana Dark Wizard \"She said tonight...come on come on collide...see what I fire feels like..I bet its just like heaven.\"  Since: 08-15-04 From: Philadelphia, P.A. Since last post: 1555 days Last activity: 1372 days |
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| Okay...I gotta stop with the tears...
That's something...I love your work Elara. I usually don't get emotional about things unless it's actually happening, and not in a story...but your work has gotten me cryin a bit I'll admit, and that's pretty damn good work. You really know how to draw people into the workds that you create in your stories. |
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Elara Divine Mamkute Dark Elf Goddess Chaos Imp Penguins Fan Ms. Invisable Since: 08-15-04 From: Ferelden Since last post: 100 days Last activity: 100 days |
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| Heh heh heh, yeah... for some reason I take pride in that. Bad me, lol.
See, now all I need is to get off my ass and finish Darkfang.  |
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