The Lost Letters

   Its nails whisper through the edge of the envelope with a sigh like the rustling of leaves. The paper is old. Stale. It crinkles. The words weep, black on yellowing blotches. A mockery of the tears they were meant to produce.

   But the letter never made it to the addressee. Instead it floated through hands of wind until it ended up here, one amongst thousands, and all of them waiting, desperate to embed themselves within the heart of the intended and make their eyes bleed as the letters do now.

   The edges of the paper have begun to blacken as the words scream outwards in an attempt to be heard. But no one will come and claim them. There is no one to ease the pain of the emotions trapped within the walls of white.

   So It was born. Born of the longing of unread letters. It eats the hatred, warping until it resembles shadows and nightmares. But with the gentleness of a lover’s hands It unfolds every letter and accepts the love that trembles in its desire to be felt.

   One by one It reads until the words are content to fade, knowing that they will live on forever, immortal in their power. And one by one they are replaced. Lost words that only Its eyes will ever claim.

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17 thoughts on “The Lost Letters

  1. Lovely images “weeping words” and “embed themselves within the heart…” Excellent read. Thank you. Peace. ~ Michael

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  2. So It was born. Born of the longing of unread letters. It eats the hatred, warping until it resembles shadows and nightmares. But with the gentleness of a lover’s hands It unfolds every letter and accepts the love that trembles in its desire to be felt.

    worship this paragraph!

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  3. Pratchett wrote a comedic version of the lost letters, and Clive Barker wrote a terrifying one. You’ve managed to write one easily on par with theirs, kind of dark but powerful and beautiful.

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  4. I have fully immersed myself into this magical writing. Read it five times. It haunts me. Wow!
    Highlights are “the pain of the emotions trapped within the walls of white”, “The words weep,”, “the words scream outwards in an attempt to be heard”, “their eyes bleed”, and “Lost words that only Its eyes will ever claim”.

    You are a Writing Wizard!
    Amazing… Reblogging it.

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  5. Whenever I’m stuck up with the Writer’s block, I read this magical piece of writing. It helps me to get out of the block and recover my writing senses.
    Thank you again for this magical writing! Read it again.

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