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A Dance Under the Moon
Feb. 16th, 2004 08:55 pmThis was going to be something completely different. But now it is a sad fairytale. Don't read it if sad stories get to you. I 'm going to do a happier variation sometime, maybe. Also I would like critiques as this is a first draft.
( A Dance Under the Moon (PG-13) )
( A Dance Under the Moon (PG-13) )
The Story Summed Up
Feb. 13th, 2004 03:59 pmThe Slayer stood alone against the demons. The only one to stand against the tide, to live, to fight, and to die giving her powers to another. Thus it had been since the first had been given her power by men who watched. For even as they feared doing to themselves what they had done to her, they were also afraid of what they had created. So there would be only one out of all who could be, so that they might control the Slayer.
Until there came a Slayer who broke every rule given to her and instead did as she thought right. Sometimes she erred, but she made the choice. Instead of dying alone as ancient words said she must, she came back because of those she loved. Instead of killing every demon that crossed her path in an inflexible slaughter she took the worst and left alone those no worse than most humans. She even loved one who was part demon and inspired another to be more than just a soulless thing. And at last she did not stand alone, but with other Slayers and then the power truly belonged to them, rather than being bestowed upon them by men. Their destiny their own to write for good or ill.
Until there came a Slayer who broke every rule given to her and instead did as she thought right. Sometimes she erred, but she made the choice. Instead of dying alone as ancient words said she must, she came back because of those she loved. Instead of killing every demon that crossed her path in an inflexible slaughter she took the worst and left alone those no worse than most humans. She even loved one who was part demon and inspired another to be more than just a soulless thing. And at last she did not stand alone, but with other Slayers and then the power truly belonged to them, rather than being bestowed upon them by men. Their destiny their own to write for good or ill.
