Beyond The Silver Line

Submitted into Contest #134 in response to: Set your story beyond our own world.... view prompt

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LGBTQ+ Sad Romance

The trees dance in the wind. Their pale purple leaves fall off of long golden branches whose roots stretch deep beyond the pale bluegrass and deep into the core of Ziniriya. The trees sing their songs and whisper secrets in your ears, the soft melody filling you up. Birds with long silver tail feathers fly over cotton candy skies, their chirps echoing like ringing bells and laughter making you wish you were in on the joke. A stream runs throughout changing from yellow to pink to green as it bounces over rocks splashing the rocks with its sweet syrupy liquid. Everything is perfect, the never-ending summer breeze brings the smell of dewy grass, fallen leaves, and the ocean just beyond the silver line.

But that’s not what makes it perfect, it's the girl on the rocks basking in the last light of the day shaking off droplets of water after going for a swim. Her long golden blonde hair sticks to her back and her pale green eyes shine like emeralds dipped in honey. But that shine is nothing compared to the way her face lights up as soon as I emerge from the tree’s her smile is like the sun warming you from the inside out she springs to her feet and runs over wrapping me in a hug. She smells like hibiscus and vanilla.

She steps away from me and holds my hands in hers. “Hi Ibaia" 

No, that's not right. That’s me.

Everything around me fades to black but when I open my eyes I'm where I'm supposed to be. Sitting on the rock my blonde hair sticking to my back. The tree’s blue leaves fall around me in a flurry and the purple grass is soft beneath my feet. The orange river babbles and the birds with long red feathers fly above me. A figure steps out of the trees, their bushy orange hair is intricately arranged framing their soft cheeks and bright brown eyes; a short white cape flows behind them. I run up to them and wrap them in a hug before taking their hands. “Hi Ibaia.”

This isn't right either. The grass was never purple and the trees were never blue.

I open my eyes again and this time the figure with the cape is sitting on the rock pink leaves falling around them and their feet resting in the silver grass. I stare out at them through the forest.

I was the girl on the rock I'm sure of. This couldn’t be it.

There's a sharp pain to the back of my head and I can feel the darkness beckon me into its arms. I close my eyes and let it swallow me up letting the ringing in my ears fade to the background.

When I open my eyes it's silent. No birds chirping, no trees whispering. Not even the babble of the river. I blink my eyes open slowly and look around the grass is gray and crumbles like ash beneath my fingers. I stand up. The river is sickly white. No more flashing colors, no more bubbles. The river is still. The sky above me is gray and the trees are black their black limbs reaching into the sky as if begging for death. The entire place is coated in cobwebs and a cold wind nips my cheeks bringing the sound of old metal doors being opened or nails on chalkboards the sound sends shivers down my spine

What happened? 

The whole place is dead cold and silent. Not the colorful bubbling oasis it once was. How did it get like this?

The death of this place would take hundreds if not thousands of years. It had only been yesterday since I was last there. Was it yesterday or was it a month ago?  Time worked differently here.  No. I refuse to believe that. This is just a nightmare. A trick of the mind. When I wake up everything will be better.

“THIS IS ALL FAKE!” I scream. My voice echoes back to me. Fake.. fake... Fake…

“It has to be,” I whisper… I tear falls from my eye and onto the ashy grass. It turns purple for just a faint second before crumbling to a bone white. There's a rustle in the tree’s behind me as I spin around.

“Who's there?” there's no response. But a quick flash of white before it's gone. “Wait!” I ran to the trees to where the figure once was. There's a flash farther up I run. My bare feet barely touch the crumbling ground. I weave behind trees and over logs. I stop to take a breath. “What do you want with me?”

I stumble out of the forest and into a small clearing there's a waterfall frozen mid-fall and an icy pool below it. The figure stands in front of it, a hood pulled over their face. A white cape blows in the cold air.

“Who are you?” I ask again. A strong gust blows the hood off of the figure's face. Their cheeks are pale and sickly white. And their eyes are glazed over kind of brown. Orange bushy hair flies in the wind behind them.

“Ibaia..” I whisper. “What happened?” I choke out. This beautiful place.. All ruined

“You did this.” They whisper.  You… You…You... “Let me show you..”

There's a ringing in my ears and then I wake back up again.

I shield my eyes from the sun. It's dipping below the horizon. There are storm clouds up above unusual for an eternal summer. The grass is still blue and there are still purple leaves on the trees. But something is different. It's kind of quiet before a storm. It starts to drizzle and a thunderclap sounds from a little bit off. 

This isn't right. It's supposed to be sunny. The birds are supposed to be chirping.

The figure in the white cape sits with their legs crossed on a rock. Their hair clings to their face and they shiver slightly. A girl bursts from the forest. Her blonde hair is shorter now. And her cape is green with tiny diamonds cascading down the back.

“Hey!” She runs over and hugs the figure in the white cape and rejoices in their presence. But she soon sense's something's wrong and takes a step back.

“It's cold... Why is it cold?” The girl wraps herself in her cape and sits down next to the person on the rock. “Ibaia. What's happening?”

Ibaia shrugs and pushes a strand of their curly orange hair behind their ear. “I thought you could tell me.”

They sit in silence for a few moments. “Euria, what took you so long?” Ibaia asks with frustration.

“I was only a few minutes late. I'm sorry.”

“It's not just today I've waited for you here seven times and you never showed.”

“I couldn't get out.”

A tear rolls down Ibaia’s cheek. “I don't think this is working.” 

“What do you mean?” Euria asks.

“You never show up. I wait for you over and over again. I don't know why I ever thought you could change. All you ever do is hurt me.”

“Ibaia I'm sorry I'm late, but don't do this. I love you.” Euria pleads.

“Do you think so? If you cared about me you would show up.”

“I tried!”

“You didn’t try hard enough. You haven't been trying as much as you used to. I think.. I'm going to be better off without you.”

Anger flares in Euria’s eyes. “Better off without me? You are nothing without me. You couldn't live without me.”

“I already have been.”

“FINE!” Euria’s scream echo’s everywhere. “See how you'd do without me in your life.”

Leaves fall off the trees and fade to gray as they land on the ashen ground. The wind picks up and rain pounds heavily like icicles seeping into your skin. Euria turns around so Ibaia can't see the tears in her eyes and runs off.

Ibaia sobs softly. “This wasn't supposed to happen... You were supposed to love me. To try harder to keep me here. You were supposed to know there was no way I could live without you.”

Their tears turn the grass gold before it dries up and dies. “I guess you didn't need me. But you don't know how much I need you.”

Euria stops at the shore, the pale pink waves lapping at the shore. If she crossed the silver line she could never come back. Her tears fell silently in the sand and she curled up in a ball longing for Ibaia to call her name and tell her it was all a mistake that they loved her as much as she loved them. And Ibaia did call but their voice was so weak it never reached the shore. And so Euria stepped over the silver line.

It goes dark and the ringing in my ears continents

I open my eyes.

I'm back in the icy lifeless world. The figure with the glazed eyes and white coat still stands before me. This is fake... It's not real.

“Don't you see? Our love created the place. That's why the sun was always shining and the birds were always chirping. And then you left.” Ibaia gestures. “And this is what happened.”

“Ibaia no..” I reach for their hand and I go straight through their body. They're not there, it's all my imagination. Their body freezes and then all of it disappears in a wisp of smoke.

“Euria..” A voice whispers. “Wake up..” I open my eyes yet again and am surrounded by a new version of Zinariya. It's not summer. But it's not fall or winter.

Baby birds chirp from up above and the flowers upon the trees are just starting to bloom. The river babbles quietly as if it just woke up and is ready to start the day.

It's spring...

“Euria.” The voice teases. The figure in the white cape is standing over me with a smile. Their hair is pulled back in a tight bun but just a strand of it falls in front of their amber eyes. “Get up.” They laugh, extending their hands to pull me up. “Ibaia..” I hug them tightly. They smell like roses and freshly cut grass. 

“It's been so long.” They whisper.

“Has it?”

“I don't know.” They admit. 

I look around at the perfect picture skies, the bubbling river, and the chirping birds. “Is any of this even real?” I ask.

Ibaia laces their hand through mine and our footsteps start to match up as we walk through the clearing holding hands.

They shrug. “Probably not.”

“We ruined this didn't we?” I ask sadly. I don't even need Ibaia to respond to know the answer. “So is this in our imagination?”

Ibaia stops moving and my hands fall to my side. “Ibaia?” My hand goes straight through their chest. “Don't leave me..” I whisper.

I feel the ghost of their hands around my waist. I look up at their fading body. “I love you..” They whisper and then they're gone. I sink to the ground the perfect words crumble away, prevailing the gray lawyer underneath the birds have finished and the grass is gray.

It was all fake.

Ibaia’s voice echoed through the clearing or maybe it's just in my mind.  I love you... I love you... I love you.

There's a sharp pain in my head. The ringing comes back and all of it fades to black.

February 25, 2022 16:01

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27 comments

Betsy Ells
14:45 Mar 02, 2022

Wow! I love this, and not just because its cool to be an ally or LGBTQ! I am a very visual person, so using visual imagery to describe both love and losing love. It is a very effective tool/method for me. I have lived in that colorless world before, too numb to engage with the world around me. I relate personally. Stylistically – When I first started reading, I thought... “Ooh, love this picture” and then the picture was changing and I was not quite sure what you were doing, but as I read on it became clear and I got it. In the end, I...

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Echo Sundar
15:55 Mar 02, 2022

Thank you so much for reading :) Unfortunately, my story has already been approved so I am unable to edit. It means a lot that you took the time to read and catch grammatical errors. I don't have an editor so I do the best I can to catch problems with grammar and spelling. Thanks again I'll make sure to check out some of your stories -Echo

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Betsy Ells
13:28 Mar 02, 2022

Loved this. An not just because it is cool to be an ally. I am a very visual person, so painting a picture for me is very effective. Painting a picture to describe how something felt is even better. This method works very well to capture the true significance of what was lost for me. I have lived in worlds without color where I did not want to even bother engaging with the world anymore. I even turned down chocolate once, my emotions were so numb! I related to this personally. Anyway, more about your writing. Stylistically, at first...

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Craig Westmore
12:37 Feb 28, 2022

Echo, I love your opening description. What a colorful scene you've created! My favorite line is, "Birds with long silver tail feathers fly over cotton candy skies, their chirps echoing like ringing bells and laughter making you wish you were in on the joke." I'm still thinking about cotton candy skies. Visual and delicious. For the next scene, I was a little confused by the narrator's change of character but it was such a beautiful place that I decided to just go with the flow. With each progressive change of scenery it became harder t...

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Echo Sundar
17:18 Feb 28, 2022

Thank you so much for the feedback its very helpful. Thanks for reading! :)

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20:36 Feb 27, 2022

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Echo Sundar
17:17 Feb 28, 2022

🥺 Aww thank you sooooooooooo much. That literally just made my day :))))))))))))))))))))))))

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J.C. Lovero
14:03 Feb 27, 2022

Hi Echo, The descriptions you used to paint this world for us were great. At times I almost felt like I was transported there myself as I read this piece. Thanks for sharing it!

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Echo Sundar
20:03 Feb 27, 2022

Thank you so much for the nice comment :)

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21:10 Feb 26, 2022

this was beautiful and emotional, the sense of regret and confusion that the narrator was feeling came through strongly! very imaginative!

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Echo Sundar
23:04 Feb 26, 2022

Thank you so much for reading :)

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Kat Sencen
02:29 Feb 26, 2022

WOW. WOWWWWWWWW. 100% YOUR BEST STORY. I'LL BE MAD AT THE JUDGES IF THIS DOESN'T AT LEAST SHORTLIST. I loved the imagination of the world. The way you described everything made me think of that creepy Veldt story. I loved how everything was created by her and Ibaia. This is pure imagination, from start to end. There are lots of grammatical errors, though (pretty sure you can just edit those out in the next few days) but besides that this was PERFECT. Enjoy your 250 dollars!!!!!!!!!

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Echo Sundar
03:11 Feb 26, 2022

I am sooooooooooo flattered :))))))))))))))))))))))))) thank you so much for reading it! Funny story storm runner actually kind of inspired me. IN the story when they were going to the abandoned god's world I thought it would be an interesting plot if two characters went on dates in an abandoned world. It doesn't turn out exactly like that in the story but that's how I got the idea. Im getting better with the grammar! XD thanks for reading Kat :)

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Kat Sencen
03:57 Feb 26, 2022

Of course!!! I'm actually hoping to do a different-world fantasy story... maybe sometime soon!!

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Echo Sundar
16:46 Feb 26, 2022

Ooooooo fun!

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Ik i already commented but now dis a real comment- w h at d a h e k k SHOW ME UR REEDSY BADGE MS/MX WHO GAVE U PERMISSION TO WRITE THAT WELL?!?! I feel intimidated now o.o I liked it :0 <3 very good

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Echo Sundar
18:12 Mar 11, 2022

You are so kind!!! XD I really like this story but trust me most of my other stuff is barely average. Thanks for readinggg :)

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Noooooo I loved it :0 <3

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TIME TO SPREAD POSITIVITY WHEN I SAY "I AM" YOU SAY "LOVED" THEN COPY/PASTE THIS TO SOMEONE ON REEDSY AND CONTINUE THE CHAIN LETS SPREAD SOME POSITIVITY READY??? I AM-

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Echo Sundar
17:56 Mar 08, 2022

LOVED???

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THANK U C:

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Francis Daisy
02:35 Feb 28, 2022

The romance! The descriptions! Great story! Thanks for sharing!

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Echo Sundar
17:16 Feb 28, 2022

Thank you for reading! :)

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Francis Daisy
00:54 Mar 01, 2022

Anytime! My pleasure!

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Echo Sundar
14:59 Mar 15, 2022

Done! :)

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Ty Echooo <333

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