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- Story Listed as: Fiction For Teens
- Theme: Inspirational
- Subject: Fantasy / Dreams / Wishes
- Published: 08/22/2012
Jump into Eternity
Born 1997, F, from Livingston, Mt, United StatesJump into Eternity
"Dude! Get going!”
"WHY? if you haven't noticed it's a little high up.”
"Then why the hell are you up here?”
As always Kyle had pushed me up some condemned rooftop of a building, thinking it would be fun to prance around up there and possibly survive to tell the story. Exhilarating? Yes and no, either way it was still a bit stupid. Truthfully he was my ride home.
"Come on Adrian! It’s just a feckin pipe.”
"Well you're not seeing the top view of this pipe. There’s a good foot of nothing to grab.
"Just jump already!”
"Fine fine.”
Almost. So close was I to falling that by the time that I pulled myself onto the weathered ledge, my brain had just registered it had been less than a few seconds.
My heart had stopped and decided to lodge into my throat, keeping a steady beat impossible for me to breathe around.
How?
How had I forgotten not to look down and help Kyle?
So far down.
And never quick enough was I.
All I could see,
All I could hear,
Was the brush of his fingertips on mine, and him whispering my name in a plea of desperation, before my lifelong friend tried in vain to slow his fall while plummeting to the ground.
The world finally came into focus again just in time to hear Kyle's scream of desperation and the sickly sound of muscle and bones colliding with the side of the old haggard road. Blood seeped out of him like a paint brush stroking the side of a canvas, making incoherent patterns.
I'll never forget this. This is all I can think. Limbs never meant to look that way, and it was just close enough to see what was left of my friend’s face, the part that wasn't sunken into the dirt road.
"Kyle." My voice comes out in a husky whisper. First I whisper it, and then I scream it to the Gods. Weeks. Weeks he's wanted to come to this stupid old building. To try to see the dying magic of the past, to gaze from the rooftop and see nothing but the horizon and the dirt road they traveled on.
But the old warehouse was tall, and they were just climbing to their end like everyone else. Who were they to fool themselves into thinking this land was still alive? That there might be room for dreaming in this chaotic world filled with broken hearts and doomed endings?
They were fools. But he would be a fool no longer.
He couldn't go back. There was nothing to go back to. And to try to explain, never.
So he could only climb up. He didn't know what he was climbing to, whether it was his end or beginning. But from this second on everything was different, and he couldn't bear to look down.
Finally he lifted himself to the top where a woman stood gazing far off into the horizon. In the back of his mind he knew he was exhausted, mentally and physically, but it didn't matter, this was meant to happen. From there he let himself unknowingly glide to her side where her cloak caressed the side of his arm. "Are you a man or a coward, Dreamer?"
Her voice rang with indifference, but her voice altogether was an immortal sound, and impossible to describe the sound of. How could you describe the sun glistening off water in your palms? Or how the stars shine with no fear into the night? He gazes at her for a second, trying to see past the hood of her cloak at her face, but only succeeds in seeing small strands of her silver blonde hair dancing in the light breeze of the setting sun. Giving up, he stares off into the distance.
"I am a man, courageous sometimes, but no dreamer any longer.” She turns his way for a moment, before turning herself away, and nodding into the sunset.
"Do not so easily decide whether you should stop hoping and dreaming, for dreams and hopes can easily be warped into misguided fears and nightmares." She whispers and slowly turns towards me, her face still covered by her hood. "Prove to me that you are man, look down at your friend. Look down to see how one small thing could change the future of thousands of people.”
He glares at her hood wishing more than ever he could see the expression on her face. Raising his head, he squares his shoulders and looks down at the remains of his friend. He couldn't hold back the single sob of despair that rivets his body, rumbling out of him like an earthquake from the center of his being.
“Why him? Why not me?”
Tears run one by one down his face now, making uncaring trickles down his jawbone followed to his throat and collarbone.
"You were truthful, weren't you? About being a real man. You passed the test Adrian, a courageous man who will shed tears uncaringly to his fallen comrade is the type of warrior that I’ve been searching for. So with this statement I will make a deal with you. I will turn back the wheels of time so that your friend's death never occurred. He will climb the top of this building and climb down it, and go on living the life he would have had. But in exchange, it will be you that supposedly dies here today. You will leave your human form here, for a new body, and life of fighting against the evils of the slowly increasing darkness humankind seems to spread like a disease across the earth. You would have to fight these evils for eternity, but do not worry for eternity is not forever. It is alright to walk away from here, but you will have to do it now.
You would forget about our encounter with each other, and go on living your own life, oblivious to the hatreds of the world. What do you say Adrian?”
He stares at her for a moment, gazing at the stars slowly starting to peek their way over the clouds.
"Will he have a family, and children?"
She smiles, and nods.
"Triplets and a wife that he will grow old with."
He nods and smiles. "And what about me? Will I have a family?"
"I do see you having a family but, you would not have one in this human realm of the world.
He nods, and enjoys his last view of the stars in his human body. He waits for the rest of the stars to come out before nodding.
"Okay I will accept your deal. Thank you for your generosity.”
In a flash she twirled her cloak around him.
"To start your new life you must jump without fear, can you do this?” He nodded.
"Then from this moment on you are a warrior in the service of preserving the purity of the world."
He smiles and finally gets a glimpse of her body, although small, her shoulders seem to be carrying all the stars, while the moon slept in her eyes, and the sun danced in her hair.
"See you on the other side Adrian.” With a smile she gave him a gentle kiss of the forehead. "You remind me of my past lover, The Wind, perhaps we can chat again? Oh, Never mind, all in good time, I suppose?” with a bubble of laughter and a twirl, she leapt off the building with open arms, and disappeared into the night.
He was too stunned, and for a brief moment he couldn't do anything except feel the slight burn of where she had kissed him. Oddly enough her lips had left a blue scar the shape of her lips. He slowly walked forward, and leaped off the side of the building. He felt nothing but her kiss entering his new life.
The End
Jump into Eternity(Addie)
Jump into Eternity
"Dude! Get going!”
"WHY? if you haven't noticed it's a little high up.”
"Then why the hell are you up here?”
As always Kyle had pushed me up some condemned rooftop of a building, thinking it would be fun to prance around up there and possibly survive to tell the story. Exhilarating? Yes and no, either way it was still a bit stupid. Truthfully he was my ride home.
"Come on Adrian! It’s just a feckin pipe.”
"Well you're not seeing the top view of this pipe. There’s a good foot of nothing to grab.
"Just jump already!”
"Fine fine.”
Almost. So close was I to falling that by the time that I pulled myself onto the weathered ledge, my brain had just registered it had been less than a few seconds.
My heart had stopped and decided to lodge into my throat, keeping a steady beat impossible for me to breathe around.
How?
How had I forgotten not to look down and help Kyle?
So far down.
And never quick enough was I.
All I could see,
All I could hear,
Was the brush of his fingertips on mine, and him whispering my name in a plea of desperation, before my lifelong friend tried in vain to slow his fall while plummeting to the ground.
The world finally came into focus again just in time to hear Kyle's scream of desperation and the sickly sound of muscle and bones colliding with the side of the old haggard road. Blood seeped out of him like a paint brush stroking the side of a canvas, making incoherent patterns.
I'll never forget this. This is all I can think. Limbs never meant to look that way, and it was just close enough to see what was left of my friend’s face, the part that wasn't sunken into the dirt road.
"Kyle." My voice comes out in a husky whisper. First I whisper it, and then I scream it to the Gods. Weeks. Weeks he's wanted to come to this stupid old building. To try to see the dying magic of the past, to gaze from the rooftop and see nothing but the horizon and the dirt road they traveled on.
But the old warehouse was tall, and they were just climbing to their end like everyone else. Who were they to fool themselves into thinking this land was still alive? That there might be room for dreaming in this chaotic world filled with broken hearts and doomed endings?
They were fools. But he would be a fool no longer.
He couldn't go back. There was nothing to go back to. And to try to explain, never.
So he could only climb up. He didn't know what he was climbing to, whether it was his end or beginning. But from this second on everything was different, and he couldn't bear to look down.
Finally he lifted himself to the top where a woman stood gazing far off into the horizon. In the back of his mind he knew he was exhausted, mentally and physically, but it didn't matter, this was meant to happen. From there he let himself unknowingly glide to her side where her cloak caressed the side of his arm. "Are you a man or a coward, Dreamer?"
Her voice rang with indifference, but her voice altogether was an immortal sound, and impossible to describe the sound of. How could you describe the sun glistening off water in your palms? Or how the stars shine with no fear into the night? He gazes at her for a second, trying to see past the hood of her cloak at her face, but only succeeds in seeing small strands of her silver blonde hair dancing in the light breeze of the setting sun. Giving up, he stares off into the distance.
"I am a man, courageous sometimes, but no dreamer any longer.” She turns his way for a moment, before turning herself away, and nodding into the sunset.
"Do not so easily decide whether you should stop hoping and dreaming, for dreams and hopes can easily be warped into misguided fears and nightmares." She whispers and slowly turns towards me, her face still covered by her hood. "Prove to me that you are man, look down at your friend. Look down to see how one small thing could change the future of thousands of people.”
He glares at her hood wishing more than ever he could see the expression on her face. Raising his head, he squares his shoulders and looks down at the remains of his friend. He couldn't hold back the single sob of despair that rivets his body, rumbling out of him like an earthquake from the center of his being.
“Why him? Why not me?”
Tears run one by one down his face now, making uncaring trickles down his jawbone followed to his throat and collarbone.
"You were truthful, weren't you? About being a real man. You passed the test Adrian, a courageous man who will shed tears uncaringly to his fallen comrade is the type of warrior that I’ve been searching for. So with this statement I will make a deal with you. I will turn back the wheels of time so that your friend's death never occurred. He will climb the top of this building and climb down it, and go on living the life he would have had. But in exchange, it will be you that supposedly dies here today. You will leave your human form here, for a new body, and life of fighting against the evils of the slowly increasing darkness humankind seems to spread like a disease across the earth. You would have to fight these evils for eternity, but do not worry for eternity is not forever. It is alright to walk away from here, but you will have to do it now.
You would forget about our encounter with each other, and go on living your own life, oblivious to the hatreds of the world. What do you say Adrian?”
He stares at her for a moment, gazing at the stars slowly starting to peek their way over the clouds.
"Will he have a family, and children?"
She smiles, and nods.
"Triplets and a wife that he will grow old with."
He nods and smiles. "And what about me? Will I have a family?"
"I do see you having a family but, you would not have one in this human realm of the world.
He nods, and enjoys his last view of the stars in his human body. He waits for the rest of the stars to come out before nodding.
"Okay I will accept your deal. Thank you for your generosity.”
In a flash she twirled her cloak around him.
"To start your new life you must jump without fear, can you do this?” He nodded.
"Then from this moment on you are a warrior in the service of preserving the purity of the world."
He smiles and finally gets a glimpse of her body, although small, her shoulders seem to be carrying all the stars, while the moon slept in her eyes, and the sun danced in her hair.
"See you on the other side Adrian.” With a smile she gave him a gentle kiss of the forehead. "You remind me of my past lover, The Wind, perhaps we can chat again? Oh, Never mind, all in good time, I suppose?” with a bubble of laughter and a twirl, she leapt off the building with open arms, and disappeared into the night.
He was too stunned, and for a brief moment he couldn't do anything except feel the slight burn of where she had kissed him. Oddly enough her lips had left a blue scar the shape of her lips. He slowly walked forward, and leaped off the side of the building. He felt nothing but her kiss entering his new life.
The End
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