Shayde--Prologue

Fiction By Erin // 7/20/2009

 

Shayde liked rain. Even more did she like storms. It was a love, even an addiction. When there was a faint rumble in the background, she would run outside and side cross—legged in the open field of her yard and wait patiently for the rain to come. That was what she was doing right now.
            She sat on the wheat grass. It was tall, and it almost hid her scrawny body in its depths. Her face was blank, expressionless, but Shayde was thinking excitedly. She was good at hiding things. Only her nanny, Edith, who had practically raised her from a little baby, could ever understand what she thought. The sky was a dark, steely grey, almost black. A smile started to play on Shayde’s face, but she forced it away quickly. No smiles. She smiled once before a storm and it disappeared without a trace, and it was all sunny outside.
            The wind was blowing hard, threatening to blow Shayde off of her seat in the grass, but she merely tightened her core and silently told the wind to hush down a bit. Only a bit. She liked hard winds. It did lessen a little, just enough for Shayde to sit comfortably. It blew her short, coal-black hair in front of her unusually pale—almost greenish face. Shayde was careful to keep her eyes hidden of all emotion. The storm might leave otherwise. She knew of her powers, and how emotion could distort the ability to call the storm to her.
            “Come closer, come closer….” Shayde chanted in her mind. It was building now. The low, majestic roar of thunder boomed through the field and all the way to the mansion where she lived.
            Shayde desperately wanted to rise. The shadow from the storm clouds cast a shadow brilliantly across the light wheat fields, and the single, huge oak tree in the distance swayed dangerously with the wild blow of the wind.. No, she must sit, it might ruin it otherwise.
            Rain began to pound way off in front of Shayde, by the oak tree, then quickly danced its way across to her. Thunder boomed and roared as Shayde rose, the pouring rain dampening her dark clothes and pale, thin body. Now she could show emotion. Shayde laughed as the lightning cracked magnificently in the distance, and the thunder roared again.
            “You cannot strike me, I am your commander!” Shayde called to the sky, her voice stronger and mightier than one could tell from looking at her,  laughing with glee. She caught a glimpse of her shocked looking mother beside Edith, who was pointing through the window, smiling vaguely. Her mother had never seen her do this before. Shayde lifted her hands high into the sky, still laughing triumphantly as she danced and leapt into the air.
            Rain thundered down upon her, hitting her hard on the head. It felt tremendously good. Shayde stopped dancing, and instead she stood, her face expressionless once more, her arms hung loosely to her sides. Suddenly, she stuck her arms out to the side, and the showers of rain pushed aside like a curtain, creating an isle way for her to walk. Shayde’s arms remained to the side as she walked to the patio.
            “You may leave,” she said without turning around, laying her hands to the side now that the patio cover was overhead. The thunder boomed out one last time as a reply, and even more suddenly than it had come, the storm left and sun took his place.

Comments

Are you going to post more,

Are you going to post more, or is this just a one-time thing?  This is something I could really get into.  I love storms, and this sounds awesome.

Bridget | Sat, 07/25/2009

"I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth. Then I ask myself the same question." - Harun Yahya

Sorry, it's just a short

Sorry, it's just a short story (that I'm EXTREMELY happy with, might I add!).

Erin | Sat, 07/25/2009

"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond

 That's not fair!!!  *heaves

 That's not fair!!!  *heaves pitchfork over her head in an attempt to look like an idiotic but irritated barbarian*

Bridget | Sat, 07/25/2009

"I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth. Then I ask myself the same question." - Harun Yahya

I'm sorry!!! *Cowers. If it

I'm sorry!!! *Cowers. If it makes you feel any better, I'm almost done with chapter 25 of Iraella and Baeddan.

Erin | Sat, 07/25/2009

"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond

Yeah, that helps.  I've been

Yeah, that helps.  I've been waiting for that.

Bridget | Mon, 07/27/2009

"I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth. Then I ask myself the same question." - Harun Yahya

Hmm...I wish it were longer.

Hmm...I wish it were longer. It brings up questions.

Julie | Tue, 07/28/2009

Formerly Kestrel

Bridget: Yep......Now will

Bridget: Yep......Now will thou spare me??? 

Kestrel: What kind of questions? I'd like to know how I could improve it :-)

Erin | Tue, 07/28/2009

"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond

Like, how did Shayde get her

Like, how did Shayde get her powers? Is this our world or another?

Julie | Tue, 07/28/2009

Formerly Kestrel

This is our world. I have her

This is our world. I have her whole background story layed out for her :-)

Shayde's father left her mother (a big business woman) before she was born, so Shayde never met him. She also hardly knew her mother, who was a workaholic, so she considered Edith, the maid, her surrogate mother.

Shayde had always been highly intelligent, and was able to read from a young age, and always laughed when a storm came when she was a baby. By the time she was three, she had discovered that she could control the storm.

 Shayde's father was Adad, the Babylonian-Assyrian god of thunder and storms. Shayde's mother-a mortal called Liza-never told Shayde this. Liza does not know why Adad left. Shayde would be considered a half-blood, and so Adad passed on some of his powers to his daughter.

Maybe I should write a prequel......What do you think?

Erin | Tue, 07/28/2009

"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond

Maybe

Include a second part where her mother is considering telling her...so it's still a mystery at first..or a journal entry by her mother.

Julie | Tue, 07/28/2009

Formerly Kestrel

Y'know, I might do that.

Y'know, I might do that. Thanks for the ideas :-)

Erin | Tue, 07/28/2009

"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond

You really should turn this

You really should turn this into a whole story.  It has all the great makings of one.

Bridget | Tue, 07/28/2009

"I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth. Then I ask myself the same question." - Harun Yahya

Lol, thanks.

Lol, thanks. I might.....I could make this the prologue. I'm writing a short story about an alien (based on a dream. It's not quite as weird as it sounds! Really!)

-Erin

Anonymous | Tue, 07/28/2009

Lol, thanks. I might, this

Lol, thanks. I might, this could be the prologue. Right now I'm writing a short story about an alien. It's based on a dream, and not as weird as it sounds! Really!

Erin | Tue, 07/28/2009

"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond

You made it the

You made it the prologue!!!!!!!   WHEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Bridget | Tue, 07/28/2009

"I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth. Then I ask myself the same question." - Harun Yahya

Lol. Y'know, this is going to

Lol. Y'know, this is going to sound REALLY wierd and mildly creepy, but I had a dream involving you last night. Bizarre, no? Well, you were actually my friend Sarah (you know, 'cause you can't say your real name on here) and you were coming to beat me with drum sticks for killing Tifa! It was hilarious, and everything made a little bit of sense!! Lol, I hope that doesn't wierd you out :-D

Erin | Wed, 07/29/2009

"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond

Not at all.  I'm flattered. 

Not at all.  I'm flattered.  But I'm not your friend Sarah.  Wouldn't it be weird if we knew eachother in real life and didn't know it?

Bridget | Wed, 07/29/2009

"I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth. Then I ask myself the same question." - Harun Yahya

LOL, that would be weird. But

LOL, that would be weird. But I don't think we live in the same state (don't ask, just a feeling!). Or do we? O_o lol

Erin | Thu, 07/30/2009

"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond

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