Heart of Darkness

A short story independent of The Crystal Tower universe. A sole entry I hope you enjoy!

 

If mature in Darkness, then trustworthy is not,

But trust will get me nowhere…

If mature in Darkness, where there is no light,

Then guide me, you are Hope and I am blind.

 

The endless realm of Solitude.

Darkness…

Her eyes fought to find the light, the Hope she desperately needed. But the fight was futile, riddled in desperate attempts and fruitless endeavors. In the midst of that consuming dread, the harmony in her heart weakened with every heartbeat, and left it awash with sadness. A chaos that destroyed her sweet memories. Fear poisoned her essence.

In Darkness, where there is no Light, she stumbled to the ground and cried.

The salty taste of her tears was the catalyst that crumbled her desire to live. Such loneliness should not condemn any soul. The nature of such solitude was unknown to her. She knew only happiness, love. But like the shattering of glass, it all fell apart. Now, she remained in such void, where there was no past, present or future.

The girl lay, her tears never stalled, for an eternity. But after one eternity of such misery, she gave way to madness, her mind was lost, it would never come back. Her memories were gone, like burnt ashes that were swept by the wind. In the final eternity, she lost herself. She was no more.

And from the ashes that were her memories, there grew a presence. It matured in Darkness, and in Darkness remained. The Heart of Darkness awoke, the melody it was greeted brought forth an emotion it could not bear. It brought forth pain, a pain unlike any.

The presence took a step forward. “Why do you cry?” it asked in a voice that echoed, startling the lost soul.

“I no longer remember why I cry, I only remember the sorrow I feel,” the girl answered, now sitting on the ground.

The girl tried desperately to find the source of the voice, the presence that had spoken. A fear came forth, the unknown entity sat in front of the girl, seeing her features even in the dark. A most beautiful Angel sat before it.

“What are you?” the little girl asked.

“I was born from this Darkness and I heard you crying. It made my heart ache.”

“How can I trust you of you were born from that which I cannot escape?”

“Where do you want to escape?”

“I do not know.”

“Then take my hand, I am the Heart of Darkness, I am the memories you have forgotten.”

“But if you are memories, then you are no heart!”

“The heart keeps the greatest memories.”

“But you are Darkness, not Light!”

“Then trust will not be enough.”

“No,” the little girl answered.

She took the entities hand. If such memories matured in Darkness, then they were Hope.

“Is this trust?” the entity asked.

“No, you are hope, and I am blind.”

“Then I will guide you to the afterlife, and together, we can play games in paradise. You see the light?” the entity asked.

The little girl looked forward, and at a distance away, she found what she sought, she found the light.

She turned to the entity, a boy her age.

The boy smiled a sweet smile. “Your death will ache in your mother’s heart.”

The little girl smiled and nodded twice. She looked forward, and together, they walked to the Light, to play in paradise for all eternities combined.

Copyright © 2013 by Javier Duenes. All rights reserved. 

Regarding my Mythos

            The Evolution of Darkness.

            Long ago, I was captivated by an idea. Ten or so years. And they have been quite long. But not long enough. Why I say time has not been my greatest ally is because I want more time, I want to further explore the inner workings of my mind. I am so young, 19 may be a number high into someone’s life. But considering how much I have lived, it’s not so much. And when you consider how much you have to live overall, it’s not enough to live. So, time is not our ally.

            Regardless of the time I have lived, I couldn’t sit on the edge, waiting for the right time. For the perfect time to delve into my story. I couldn’t deal with bottling so much, I cannot. So, I started writing my book.

            But I don’t want to talk about time and bottled thoughts. No, I wanted to talk about my mythos.

            The Evolution of Darkness is a concept that intrigued me quite a lot. I have always admired darkness, the theme, the idea. So when it came to writing my book, I knew I wanted to portray my idea of darkness. I didn’t come up with my mythos before I started writing. I came up with the mythos once I had finished the book.

            But what is “The Evolution of Darkness”? Simply put, it is the battle that leads to the cleansing of sin. The Crystal Tower: Edelix is the begging of the battle against the Darkness, although I do not delve deeply into the mythology behind the idea. The Crystal Tower: Edelix is, per say, an introduction. I want to introduce several concepts, and leave loose ends. Those loose ends I have left are not relevant to the plot line of The Crystal Tower: Edelix. Rather, they are there because some things I cannot reveal just yet. It would compromise a great legend. Instead, these loose ends are minor, they are not noticed, and therefore, will not hinder the story. But there are some loose ends that have a greater impact. These loose ends are meant, and they are there because I want to tie them in the sequels.

            The Evolution of Darkness is something I believe to be astounding and rather intriguing. The whole tale is fixated on the idea that darkness is power, a power too great that can be the end of everything. But countering that darkness is light. I prefer darkness, however, but there must be hope, so there must be light. This battle is not only around Alex, the titular character in The Crystal Tower: Edelix, but in his heart as well. How this battle plays out is, for now, a mystery. And how this battle plays out around him, is the reason The Crystal Tower: Edelix is such fun. Some battles are over before they have begun, but some battles are so meaningful, the entire universe stands witness to the outcome. What that outcome will be…I have already decided.

The Cover That Almost Was

I had a change of heart, I think. I know that little saying “don’t judge a book by its cover”, but now, I think I will, just for once, because I really am that self-conscious.

My cover has the theme simplistic going on, it’s a great cover in my opinion, since the story deals so much with Darkness, it’s hard to think of anything else getting into it, I mean the cover is black for crying out loud. But I think I can relate Darkness in other forms. I will soon change the cover of The Crystal Tower: Edelix. It will retain the theme simplistic but to a lesser extent. I love the cover I have now, but I am judging the book by its cover, and I feel a change is for the best.

But enough of the update, I want to share the cover that almost was….

TADAAAA!

            Front Cover Finalised

It started as a cool idea. That is the best I can come up with, I know sad, but I am a guy! (My defense isn’t strong! By any means!)

The idea came to fruition. And it all was rainbows and sunshine.

Until doom spelled my downfall.

I was told that the character in the cover resembles Harry Potter a little too closely. I was adamant against the similarity, I mean, Harry Potter has a wand and only uses the sword of Gryffindor in the Chamber of Secrets and The Deathly Hallows. But for crying out loud, he did use a cloak for the longest! J.K. Rowling, thanks for making Harry human and prone to cold weather!

Anyway, I couldn’t use the cover. Harry Potter is a character known worldwide, and the similarity would only assure trouble. I didn’t want to get sued, so I discarded the concept with a heavy heart. A REALLY heavy heart, I think I cried some the night I decided to rid myself of the concept.

So, I tried several other concepts, none of which enthused me in the slightest.

Then came the dream… (Ominous, I know!)

I held The Crystal Tower: Edelix in my hands. It was hardcover, the jacket was all matte black, and the title was imbedded silver, and O it was beautiful! I woke up immediately and wrote of the concept on my iPhone notes.

I guess, now I realize that the current cover would work for the hardcover, the beauty in simplicity was breathtaking, it woke me up, but not so much with paperback. The reflective nature is bothersome, and it lacks that punch that the story has.

I guess this is all I have to say, tell me if you think the cover’s character resembles Harry Potter, I already know it does, but I should be flattered I look like Harry Potter, I am the one in the cover!