Blogathon - Entry 39
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Shayara snippets - Alyssa during the Purges
Where were you when the Purges happened? Five years ago tonight. The Council won't let us acknowledge it. But I'll sneak in here to honor the fallen - the Halloran and Donnelly families, the Bartomni and Tamrani victims and those killed in an attempt to help them; the fallen Kirayth.
You are remembered.
- Kieran ni Narsan
I still remember its face…
I was walking home from a late day at work when I heard someone scream. I had no idea what was going on, only that the street had gone from calm to chaos in seconds. It felt like everyone but me was running for their lives. Someone stumbled and fell next to me, and when I turned to help him, I came face to face with the Hound.
Who knows what I had expected. Even having seen the Hounds from a distance before, my imagination painted them as slavering beasts. Noxious breath. Fangs. The works. But this… this had been a Dasaroi like me, once, and still looked it for the most part. Except for the eyes, bloodshot, pupils drawn in to a pinpoint. And something missing, like a man’s soul had been torn out, leaving a hole and a creature in its wake. It stared at me, scarcely moving. I’m pretty sure I screamed for the Gods and my Mommy. Then, it backed off, continuing on its prime directive. I wasn’t on its designated list of targets, nor was I strong enough to defend those who were.
Those like the poor woman the hound turned on next. By her hair and eyes, she must have been Tamrani. I couldn’t watch, but even with my eyes closed, I could still smell the blood and hear her cries until she died.
I don’t remember how I got home after that, but I know I did. Not everyone was so lucky.
Do I wish I could forget all of it, sometimes, like it had never happened? Hell yes. But I can’t. It’s the job of those who are still here to remember. And perhaps to bloody well do something about it, the way I hadn’t been able to, that night.
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Shayara snippets - Alyssa during the Purges
Where were you when the Purges happened? Five years ago tonight. The Council won't let us acknowledge it. But I'll sneak in here to honor the fallen - the Halloran and Donnelly families, the Bartomni and Tamrani victims and those killed in an attempt to help them; the fallen Kirayth.
You are remembered.
- Kieran ni Narsan
I still remember its face…
I was walking home from a late day at work when I heard someone scream. I had no idea what was going on, only that the street had gone from calm to chaos in seconds. It felt like everyone but me was running for their lives. Someone stumbled and fell next to me, and when I turned to help him, I came face to face with the Hound.
Who knows what I had expected. Even having seen the Hounds from a distance before, my imagination painted them as slavering beasts. Noxious breath. Fangs. The works. But this… this had been a Dasaroi like me, once, and still looked it for the most part. Except for the eyes, bloodshot, pupils drawn in to a pinpoint. And something missing, like a man’s soul had been torn out, leaving a hole and a creature in its wake. It stared at me, scarcely moving. I’m pretty sure I screamed for the Gods and my Mommy. Then, it backed off, continuing on its prime directive. I wasn’t on its designated list of targets, nor was I strong enough to defend those who were.
Those like the poor woman the hound turned on next. By her hair and eyes, she must have been Tamrani. I couldn’t watch, but even with my eyes closed, I could still smell the blood and hear her cries until she died.
I don’t remember how I got home after that, but I know I did. Not everyone was so lucky.
Do I wish I could forget all of it, sometimes, like it had never happened? Hell yes. But I can’t. It’s the job of those who are still here to remember. And perhaps to bloody well do something about it, the way I hadn’t been able to, that night.
