I Am The Truth Novels & Stories

I`m setting you free. *********

"In any war, truth is the first victim. Can you not see that? Could she not see it?" "Can you deny that Tina Davis was murdered because she was testing lies that reinforced the war struggle recovering than the facts would have done?" "I am saying," the Home Secretary said, "that the disparity between truth and lies is immaterial in time of war. True or false? Right or wrong? These questions are inconsequential now. It's all down to allegiance. Are you with us or against us? Surely you of can see that." "And anyone who isn't with you?" "-- is with the guerrillas and must be removed!" said the Home Secretary.

Maybe she should’ve or maybe she shouldn’t. She didn’t get to decide at all… Then, she was blinded by headlights. Everything happened so quickly. She almost went deaf from the horn, before it was followed by pain… Just like that, a flash of white swallowed her world. Then, she knew that it was the end of her life. But as the light faded, somewhere in the rain and ruin of her car, she thought she heard a voice whisper... "Truth or lie, Farrah? Which one will save you now?"

On it sat three identical figures, each one a version of me. One blazed with confidence. Regal. Her head held high, flames dancing along her shoulders, a crown of golden fire on her head Another hunched low, eyes downcast, arms cradling invisible wounds. She wore no armor just pain. The third stood calmly. Hands open, face steady, her aura a gentle glow. No flames. No shadows. Just presence. Naia stepped beside me. “One is ambition. One is pain. One is truth. Choose wisely. The waters remember everything including the lies we tell ourselves.”

"I'm not going anywhere." And that was the truth.

Worse still, I didn't even know where I was; my heart was beating out of its cage, faster than I could take. “Who… who's there?” I said, almost tearfully. “You must find the truth; go deep into the past to conquer what lies in your hand. You must find strength in the truth because only then will you have the ability to save yourself and your people. Find the truth, my child, and find trust. Those who seek to help you are disguised as the worst of enemies.” “What? What does that even mean? Who are you?!” I screamed into the open space. But all that echoed was the last words of her statement.

She didn’t hesitate as she tugged the jeans over her hips, peeling off the dressing just below her peachy ass framed perfectly by a forest green thong. “Nice.” I licked at my lips as I leant down to stare at the cursive script there. Forever. “The tat or my ass?” Behind me, Gent laughed. Smirking, I pulled myself up to my own height. “Both,” I added truthfully. I wasn’t about to lie. I didn’t lie. That’s why they called me Truth. Because I always told it. It was a fucking curse. I expected her to be offended. This gorgeous creature with her bright purple-pink hair and perfect butt.

He took a deep breath as he looks back at IT with his conviction and will, yet boiling anger inside. “I am who I think I am, as my birth, blood, and life will never define the order that the heavens set for me. My existence and everything that I hold is the truth I will take no matter what the world tells that I defy. I live and that’s the truth, alone in the universe or the world, I promise to end your life.”

And I know. I know the answer is yes. And I know the truth will break me.

At me. At what I’ve become. At the truth they can no longer ignore.