A Canticle of Two Souls
Steven Raaymakers
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“Where are you taking me?” Raziel asked through a mouthful of food. “Wherever I desire.” “And what do you desire, ma’am?” the boy retorted, swallowing. “That you be silent.”
“The sword pierced the general’s neck before he registered the movement. “Just a child!” His mind screamed as the blade bit deeper. “Just a child!” The blade chinked against his spine, a sound he refused to accept, a sound he had heard too often not to recognise. “Just a child!” His sight faltered, disappeared, all life vanishing in one sharp spurt of pain. “Just a child!” as Raziel damned his soul to hell.”
“Without hesitation, Raziel spun around and sprinted into the forest, multiple bolts zipping past. In the safety of the trees, he took a deep breath, wiped the blood from his eyes, then moved parallel to the road. The soldiers approached the trees, wary. After a moment’s hesitation, they entered the forest. None ever came out.”
“What is this?” she asked with a half-grimace on her face. “Rabbit.” “I wouldn’t have guessed that in a million years.” “Yeah,” he growled. “But I’ve never cooked before.” He took a spoonful, trying to keep the foul-tasting mix down.”
“What is a warchild, you ask? Some say they are human, other ‘witnesses’ call them horrendous demons. That they wield great power is undeniable. They master the very thing that makes us who we are: emotion. Love, hatred, terror, anguish, humour, sadness, joy . . . all these and a hundred more, a thousand. Imagine a thing, a creature that could take them from you, leaving you as an empty husk, able to think, but having no will to act. No will to resist. “That, my emperor, is a warchild.”
“They needed each other that in that moment. Two children cast in dire straits—opposite, yet so similar. Deep tragedy, near-complete amnesia, feelings of worthlessness, loneliness, and hatred eating both to the core, with no one on their side. In that moment, they discovered that they weren’t alone. That there was still hope. Still a chance for forgiveness.”
“The men started to attack each other, blades flashing, armour clashing, voices raging. Raziel watched in shocked silence as blood flew darkly against the harsh red of the fire’s light. Screams and wails held the high ground in the battle of sound as friends and comrades attacked each other viciously. Victims screamed, and their attackers screamed just as fearfully. Horror and terror rode through the ranks, invisible beasts striking deep into every man’s heart.”
“The capital was beautiful with the sun casting its rays over the high towers, red-tiled roofs, ornate buildings, and that giant, ludicrous, but somehow flattering statue of him in the main square. And what did all this represent, this beauty, this serenity, and industry? Peace. A peace he had fought for long and hard.”
“The bad guys always talk a lot, don’t they?”
“That sword of yours tells you only lies. All it wants is death, it doesn’t matter whose! Yours would suit it just fine, it would probably relish it all the more. It’s a monster, Raziel.” “And you? You’re a damned monster yourself!”
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