"Enigma's Wings" ---slightly revised
Short Description: A very good reason why, you must never look an enigma in the eye... (unless of course you're like me, and like, totally would.) B)
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"Did it ever occure to you that mankind knew how to fly beofore the Write Bros came along? We enigmas have known forever how to do it; why do you think we're always wearing these capes?! To hide our invisable wings, Silly! Wrapped in these tight bundles is a universe unknown... We have to keep it locked-up tight, or the unthinkable might happen................................................................Would you like to see?"
The figure raised its head so, for the first time, you can see their eyes... A chill ran up your spine as the uncanny stranger stared back at you... With eyes shining like the moon and a soul behind them as deep the sea, you can hardly fathom what you think their thoughts might be. Can a person so strange----able to freez your blood with a look; able to swallow you whole like a chasm in the earth when only you tried to read their basic features, still possibly be human?! 26 chromosomes, so you guess so...
Their face was set in a deep dark hood. Their skin was pail as sunshine itself: you figured, from the lack of it. What was it, you wondered, that tied this creature so closely to the night sky?
...And why you where being such a sap falling for it!
"Look, I don't know who you are, or where you come from, but I'm outta here."
You got up. But, before you could leave, an image of the figure placed itself in front of you; your mind wouldn't let you go. It projected the image inside your very conciousness. You closed your eyes and shook your head, but the hologram only brightened. Your own soul seemed to tug at your shirtsleeve, trying to stay. You turned a last glance at the figure, who was now picking idly at something in their nails, and darn-near died of shock to see the floor and table suddenly littered with etherial feathers... It was as if some gient, pure-white phantom turkey had been instantly plucked behind your momentarilly-exposed back.
The figure revealed their eyes once more and winked at you, smiling an eerie smile who's meaning or emotion you could not ascertain. So, at that final, ailien sight, you simply ran for your sanity.
There are more twists and turns to the human mind than reality can handel. And sometimes, when you get enough, reality can't even handel its self right. The ground may open up and swollow you, and you will walk the earth within its depths, like a window or a porthole for others to glimps through in horror what has become of you... And you: knowing least of all where your destiny lies---- 'cept that it lies there, in the deep dark depths of strangeness and obscurity.
...So what's your story?
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A/N:
Here's a little quote from another such "enigma": "Who am I, to be what has never 'been' before? Who am I, to live what has never-before even been imagined?! How can I be counted among the existing, when I am consumed by that which is not even real?!"
...to which the repply was: "What begins with dreams will end in dreams, and one who lives in dreams will die there, too." ~_~b
...and then at last, the enigma asked: "...When am I consumed by that which is not even real?"
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....YES I am obsessed with enigma-people, and all things spooky and strange, mysteriouse and "intriguing"... Anamalies and paradoxes of the scientific and ficticious uniVs, bewhere, for I will hunt you down! >=D
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(yeah, yeah, yeah; I know----"watch out for, 'Enigmament'" ...*rolls eyes, harrassd*) e_e
PS: Now I've also thrown-in some of my required English vocab words... I mean, like---- you can't even tell they're there! B-)
(Ten points to the person who can guess one right!)
FYI: The alleged "points" r just a randomness thing; they have no value what-so-ever other than bragging rights. 0_o
posted by Eu Tyto Alba at 12:14 AM
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