Novel & Cerita Do Not Go Gentle Into The Night

she whispered. The trees didn’t answer. But then—a sound. Low. Steady. A single howl. Not mournful. Not triumphant. Alive. It drifted across the snow-covered hills and coiled through Ironclaw like a forgotten lullaby. Grace closed her eyes. She didn’t howl back. She only whispered, “Goodbye.” Then turned and descended the tower, steps steady, leaving the wind to carry the rest.

It was a lifetime defined not by grief or trauma, but by an unbroken, radiant joy. Until the sky turned to ash. Without warning, the golden light shattered like cheap glass. The dream fractured into a terrifying, chaotic whiplash of agonizing images. Rebecca felt a sudden, suffocating cold lock into her lungs—a violent, hacking cough that tore through her chest, leaving the metallic taste of blood on her lips. She was lying in a wooden bed, her flesh burning with a wasting mortal fever, her vision fading into a gray, terrifying dark.

“Let the blood of the Romans fill the grass of our land. Let the earth feed from it and give blessings to its proper children.” Gonar asked, “Once this day is done with, will all recall this event of war as one to never be forgotten?” Drust coughed and watched the mass of hairy things start to grow anxious and take steps out of order. “On the contrary, son, no one will ever know this day happened, not clearly. But that is good. Only flesh longs for memory or lauds. The earth will remember and the wood, well, the wood knows.” The creatures grunted as one then started to move to the west.

“Every time people touch me, all I can see is me in my room,” I said as my voice grew louder and I moved a bit away from him. “I can’t breathe. I can't move. I don’t want to feel anything because when I do I always get hurt in the end. And I’m tired of it. I’m tired of this pain. Why won't it just stop?”

No man likes another to covet the thing he holds most dear. We had returned to the city a week after that horrible night, I hadn’t told Gio, but I could still hear their screams the glass shattering. It was some atrocious demon repeating itself to me over and over. I tried to push it from my mind and focus on what we were doing but every day I found it clawing at my ears, drawing up the images from that night whenever I closed my eyes. There was only one reason for my father to have made such a reckless move. He was furious I had gotten away from him, and he wanted me to know that those innocents I held over his life, over Guilia’s, they were the ones who would pay the price. You had to hand

This time we don’t scream. We moan. Low. Deep. Intimate. As if the pleasure hurts from being too perfect. We stay tangled. Skin to skin. Breath to breath. His fingers caress my face. He says nothing. Neither do I. There’s no need. Tonight, there are no words. Only ashes that still burn. FIN

*** Breathe me in, Like the tides taking wisps of the sea Holding her firm, and when it leaves She is left for calm nothingness. Wrap me in your embrace And let me linger amidst the rolling pebbles So when the turmoil ceases its menace I am left wounded and groveling. Fill my craving for your presence. With the ferocity of Valdivia, let me plunge Into the abysmal darkness. So when I'm tired... Will I ever be tired?

But I might as well be climbing for the moon. My head banging with the effort, my throat aching, my mind clouding, I lie, inert. Do not go gentle into that good night... Rage, rage against the dying of the light... I could be angry perhaps. To die here. Like this. I never thought I would die in my bed. Much more likely I'd be gunned down. Or knifed perhaps. I'm not as young as I was. It could only be a matter of time before someone younger and faster took me down.

Everything that you've ever dreamed of Disappearing when you wake up But there's nothing to be afraid of Even when the night changes It will never change me and you Goin' out tonight, changes into something red Her mother doesn't like that kind of dress Reminds her of the missin' piece of innocence she lost We're only gettin' older, baby And I've been thinkin' about it lately Does it ever drive you crazy Just how fast the night changes? Everything that you've ever dreamed of Disappearing when you wake up But there's nothing to be afraid of

A lullaby hums in a voice not your own Sung from the mouths of the buried and dead A faceless thing grins in the wide doorway Stretching its arms, your escort inside Your name is etched on a tomb with no grave A jagged whisperer, an icy brace Your heart beats loud, but not for long Run, run, but your feet won't move The darkness wraps its chains around you I said grin forms in the blackest shade Time runs out, and so will your veins The bells don't toll; the clocks don't chime Only the sound of the end of time Your Shadow melts your hands turn cold The nightmare sings as it takes hold I'm sorry to say, but this is the end Your breath is stolen; no need to pretend A door creaks open; the void