Autumn Tapestry

Autumn Tapestry
By Ian W.G. Sparkman

A cool and gentle breeze gently touched the fallen autumn leaves, lifting them into the air, and an eerie whisper seemed to float on the wind. A young girl walked through a path in the forest, her face hidden under the hood of her silver cloak. Whispering voices began to surround her as she continued on her path, a white soul katana sword hung from her side, glowing gently in the full moon light. The crunch of the leaf's beneath her feet reassured the girl and eased her fears of what was to come.

As she moved deeper into the forest along the path she began to see figures of people in the falling leaves. She drew her sword, the battle drew ever closer. Suddenly the whisper's stopped, the crunching noises she made could not be heard by her ears. A voice broke the spell.

" Oh, child of the Earth, why have you come for me now?" the voice queried of the girl.

" Oh, Lord of the Autumn, why did you take my family?" she questioned back.

" Child, listen to me. It was not I that took the souls of your family, for what use would their souls be to me." he parried.

" Your lies and deception are hollow, just as the wind you carry yourself on. I saw your form, felt your very presence at their demise. I was hiding and watching your blade strike them down. I care not to hear your words any longer, it is time, show yourself."

Leaf's a short distance in front of the girl began to pull together into a mans form from the feet up. A golden sword in hand and with the powers only gods can have, he slammed into the girl. Her hood fell and a trickle of blood touched her tongue, anger swept over her being. Control, she thought to herself as she brought the sword overhead for a power blow to the god.

Death wandered unto the battle between the girl of the fallen and the Lord of autumn. He knew the outcome of this battle and began to feel bitter towards the Lord of Autumn for his indiscretion in killing the girls family and now her. What could I do, death thought to himself, after a minute of watching the battle rage on death came up with a solution.

He took the soul of the Lord of Autumn and gave the girl the powers of the fallen lord.

" Now, you have the power." death said as he walked away, soul in hand.