February 5, 2015 - 1:58am — SapphireSkye
Tears welled in Alastair's eyes as he looked at the limp, lifeless body before him.
Tears began to fall as he looked at the gash on the doe's neck.
The tears wouldn't stop.
"Why!?" Alastair roared to the sky, "why did she have to die!?"
It began to rain, and Alastair felt more miserable then he had in his whole life.
He collapsed on the doe's body, and blotted out the rest of the world.
Alastair sat down, exhausted.
The large hole he had dug would just fit the doe's body. He grabbed it and dragged it towards the hole.
Just before he pushed the doe's body in, Alastair whispered: "Goodbye, mother."
For a few days, Alastair couldn't get over the death of his mother.
He couldn't stop thinking of the giant beast that killed his mother.
He was also afraid. Afraid to be alone, without his mother.
But one day, all that changed.
Alastair was sitting on a smooth rock that overlooked his mother's grave, when, another fawn approached him.
The newcomer was a light brown with a white chest, underbelly, legs, and face. The new fawn also had white splotches all over her back.
"Go away." Alastair grumbled. He wanted to be alone.
"No." The other fawn said firmly. "I can tell you need a friend right now."
Alastair was surprised. Usually such wise words came from the older deer, but that didn't stop him from being stubborn.
"No." He growled. "Go away! I want to be alone!"
The other fawn came closer and looked Alastair right in the eyes. "Sometimes being alone isn't the best thing." She said softly.
"Sometimes it is." Alastair grumbled.
The other fawn sighed. "I know how you feel." She said softly. "My mother died too."
Alastair looked at her with new understanding.
"I'm trying to help," She continued, "because I don't want you to go through the same pain I did. I don't want anyone to ever feel that way."
Alastair nodded. "No one should ever have to feel like this." He said.
The other fawn smiled. "So you understand..." She said.
Alastair nodded."By the way," he said. "My name's Alastair."
The other fawn smiled again. "My name is Dew." She said.
And that was the beginning of a beautiful friendship.
One day, Alastair went to visit Dew at her birch tree.
What he found there made his heart drop like a stone.
Dew lay, dead. A massive gash on her stomach.
Alastair lay down beside Dew's body and cried.
Alastair started avoiding everyone.
He just wanted to be alone.
But one day, he wished he had someone with him.
He was just sitting there, when he felt a sudden pain in the back of his neck, then all was silent and black. Alastair saw a small light, then light was all around him.
There was his mother, and Dew.
'Oh...' Alastair thought.
"Am I, am I,"
"Yes." His mother said. "But I, we, can give you a second chance, Alastair, if you promise to be good, to be kind, to all."
"Yes!" Alastair said. "Yes! I promise!"
"Ok." His mother said. She bent her head and touched her nose to Alastair's head.
Everything went white.
Alastair woke up in the same place he had been a minute ago, the forest.
*THIS IS UNFINISHED. I WILL DO MORE LATER.*
*I did more, but my WIFI just decided to drop, and I lost it and can't remember it that well.*
Tracking this. I am
Wish there weren't so many tales of dying mothers, as it always breaks my heart DX
Nevertheless, you have pretty decent writing and I am curious on reading more of this character's story as it develops, and as you continue to develop as a writer. (^_^)
Thanks! P.S. Yeah, I know.
P.S. Yeah, I know. There ARE a lot of stories about dying/dead mothers.
You're welcome! Indeed, there
Indeed, there are D'X I actually am curious as to what has stemmed the popularity of this plot device, though it is not always a bad thing to the story, even if it is used rather frequently (then again, a whole ton of ideas are used rather frequently XD And yet, people are still able to make unique things out of them. I guess that is a wonder of life, no?)
Yeah, I know what you
*This is going to be kind of a sad story, though there will be a lot of happy parts to. Just warning you.*