//------------------------------// // A sight to behold // Story: The soul and its old magic (dead story?) // by Theboxcatgamr //------------------------------// It was a cold day in Canada as the snow finally started to fall outside of a house. Inside was a human boy who had no idea what he had just gotten into. 10 minutes earlier I had just gotten out of bed and I already started feeling weird I still to this day couldn’t describe it. I had waited a few minutes for it to go away and after a while I knew it wasn’t leaving . " screw it I will just have to stay here again” almost immediately after I said that a strange noise was coming from beside the bed. I did not have enough time to find out what what it was as it started getting louder “WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK!” A hole appeared right there and in that hole was... “A horse?” It stepped out and I naturally and skillfully fell over and knocked things off my dresser after that I hid under the bed and watched the strange horse thing walk towards the window. I didn’t know what it was doing as I was trying not to be noticed, the horse thing said some sort of language but I culdent find out what as I was halfway towards my door. It then spoke after hearing it I knew it saw me I instently tensed up and slowly turned around to see it was a small winged and horned small horse, it was also looking a bit confused I couldn’t blame it as I was too. I managed to spit out the word “what” and then the horse things horn lit up and it then spoke. “hi can you understand me?” It said in a light voice, well at least it was...speaking English... I on instinct said " wait what?” The horse thing responded with. " good you can hear me properly, what is your name?” The thing sounded like it was singing I tried to be funny and give out a fake name like guy person or something of that nature but I respond with my real name. "it’s Noah” I said trying to hide the panic in my voice. The horse thing seemed a little confused by my name. "huh that’s a cool name Noah” I could tell it was not immediately used to such a name and I wanted to ask its name. “so... Uh wha-” the horse thing cut me off. " I need your help Noah” she said while struggling to pronounce my name I respond with. " need my help? With what?” I asked out of pure curiosity. " I need your help with saving my world with your power I can-” I cut it off out of pure confusion of it thinking I had some sort of power. " im sorry... But I’m not following” the horse seemed confused. “what aren’t you getting?” I responded with “you said power... And I am definitely NOT powerful in any aspect” the horse thing was shocked at the response and dropped its mouth in surprise. " what can’t you feel that raw magical energy?” I simply looked at it in confusion as it gasped at my lack of knowledge of the subject. “wait you don’t know what magic is?” I responded with. "I do know what it is but... It exists?” This was the wrong answer as the horse thing flew into a frenzy. “how could you not know what it is its all around you everywhere how else did you build this house? ” Me trying not to yell responded with. " ok let me get something straight, first I’m not the owner of the house, that would be my mom ,and secondly we built it with our hands.” This made the horse PISSED. “HOW COULD YOU DO THAT?!” I tried to change the subject by asking its name. " oh uh it’s sugar” I knew immediately that was a lie but I couldn’t go on before my brother intervened "Noah who are you talking to?” Immediately the horse things horn lit up like a Christmas tree and out popped a hole as my brother opened the door just in time to see a horse thing, me, and a large hole, he ran to stop suger but it bucked me into the hole and then began the fall. As I saw the ground approaching I expected to die... I was wrong. I didn't even black out. I felt EVERYTHING, the ground, the bones in my arm being decimated, and a sharp pain in my face. After waiting about an hour I tried to move: legs :2/2 I Check my arms: 1.48/2 I couldn’t move my left arm after that I finally noticed the large thing sticking out of my face. IT WAS A STICK and it was lodged into my left eye. working on adrenaline alone I took a stroll towards the town I saw in the distance. It was around when the night struck that I noteced a peculiar house that was made from a tree. It was the only house that still had lights on so I had no choice as I walked trailing blood to the door and gave the worlds strongest knock that ended up in a large thud as I collapsed onto the doorstep. As I finally started to black out I saw a horse thing that was annoyed. Then it saw me and gasped I finally tried to shut my eyes... But I had forgotten the large thing in my eye and only gave me more pain the horse thing left in a haste and i had enough. The stick had to go I will never forget that feeling of ripping out the stick. This was a bad idea because as soon as I took it out I had realized that I would never go through that pain again. The stick took my eye with it. And then it all went dark. In my dream all I saw was pain suffering and of course hope, nothing out of the ordinary though i felt like I was being watched. I turned my head to a noise but only see nothing. It was only the beginning of the journey and I had already lost an eye and an arm. Typical. I had no clue as to if I would wake up but I welcomed the experience. That was to me the worlds way of saying welcome to the shitshow. I wonder what will happen if I wake up?