Nine-piece Existence

Darkness likes to dissolve souls. Smother them. Whittle them down to nothingness. Leave them as less than dust. But this soul is too stubborn, strong, both halves too solid to ruin. So the darkness shatters it. Smashes it into shards and throws the pieces wide. Brown for earth. One blue for air. Another blue for fire. Black for dragons. Grey for water. Another blue for the void. Green for love. Gold for girl. Too many for the boy.

Then the shadows swallow the world, the heavens, the city of glass, and spit out the pieces. Nine pieces for a new world.

City of Glass

Raven waits in the city of glass, listening for the song of battle. She saw the blue guile in her lover's eyes and knows he will not return. Shadows hiss and roar in the distance; they will reach the city and swallow it whole. She bears her sword and will fight alongside her sisters, and she will die with a broken heart. The soldiers left, but the city is not defenseless until the shadows arrive. The pride of the elders angered the powers that slumbered in the deep, and overhead the stars wink out like snuffed candles. Justice has come.

Green With Love

Corbin is a soldier, honorable and brave, fast with a sword and faster with a kiss. He wears bloodstained armour and stands on the edge of a battlefield still with shadows. They writhe over the fallen; bodies crumble. When the shadows come for him, the last living, he will fight one final time. His eyes are blue with laughter, guile; brown with lust, black with sorrow, grey with anger, green with love. His eyes are all colours but her golden; her hair is midnight to his moonlight. She is everything he's not, and he doesn't want to say goodbye.