A Beautiful Ancient Ghostly Passionate Spirit of the Stars
Fabio has a soul of passion. A beautiful soul of passion. His passionate soul was so beautiful the ancient stars shone upon him and made him look like ghosts at night.
But Fabio had a problem. His friends were all vampires that turned into dolls every day at sunrise. The very moment the ancient sun peeked its beautiful ghostly spirit above the horizon, all of those vampiric friends of Fabio's would suddenly become little paper dolls, more insignificant than spiritless ghosts.
Fabio wanted to cure them. They were his friends after all. So he set out on a journey to the stars to visit an ancient spirit whose soul was so beautiful it could charm the ghosts.
"What do I do?" Fabio asked the beautiful spirit when he finally arrived at its ancient home.
"You kill them all," the spirit said in a ghostly voice reminiscent of the beauty of passion.
"Kill them? How will that help?"
Fabio was incredulous. He couldn't do that to his beautiful friends. Besides, as vampires, they were almost unkillable.
"Yes, you must kill them. It will help."
So Fabio left the beautiful ancient spirit and returned to kill his friends. He slaughtered them mercilessly, using giant swords and other things that ripped their appendages straight from the flesh of their beautiful bodies. Each passionate vampire spirit cried out like ghosts at each slicing blade.
And in the morning, there were no more paper dolls.
Fabio went back to the spirit.
"My friends are all dead."
"Of course they are," the spirit said in a voice that made it seem like he tought Fabio was an idiot. "You killed them."
"I thought you said it would help."
"Are they dolls now?"
"No."
"Then sounds like it helped."
With that Fabio slaughtered the ancient spirit with his bare hands. Out of the spirit, thousands of vampire friends were formed, none of whom ever turned into paper dolls again.
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Author's Note
This story was birthed in just under six minutes. It was written by me based on a collaborative prompt from Joani Reese, Robert Vaughn, and Meg Tuite. There may have been others involved. It's dedicated to them. I know there should be more exclamation points.
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This is so gorgeous it made me cry. each sentence stands alone in horror. Fave.
Oh, my! I am really, very taken with your fine and exquisite eye for vampiric detail and capture of the spiritual essence of all that is and ever shall be, Nate. This is so fine in its form, its content, its beautiful ideology. It is one of those things that gets me a lot and very much makes me want to weep. Stars ****
Thank you, Robert and JP! Your comments make me cry almost as much as writing this story did.
I know the perfect market for this one and the wonderful thing about that is that the journal shows as much joy when they publish it as when they unpublish it. Somewhere, somehow a dog is laughing right now.
Now I know where the beautiful vampires get their sparkly skin. A single tear rolled down my cheek, as I read "my friends are all dead." I'm really glad you didn't use the trite silver bullet or wooden stake through the heart in this one. It makes it much more unique and seems very personal.
I'd better not hang around too long here. I cry easily and I can't afford to get bitten at the moment. ;-)
I like this piece, Nathaniel -
"So Fabio left the beautiful ancient spirit and returned to kill his friends. He slaughtered them mercilessly, using giant swords and other things that ripped their appendages straight from the flesh of their beautiful bodies. Each passionate vampire spirit cried out like ghosts at each slicing blade."
Very Hammer-like. Good one. *
It's awfully crafted. Fave!
I want to print this out and kill cockroaches with it. FAVE
Outstanding!
I LOVE IT!!!!!!
Timothy, Sally, Gessy, Bud, Matthew, Sam, and McGruff: thank you so much for your kind words on what is the beautiful ghostly passion of my spirit.
I'm so thankful the paper dolls didn't come back, Nate! This is beautiful, beauteous, ghostly brutality at its best! *
This may very well be the greatest work of literature ever written. I am humbled by its greatness, deftness, skill and clarity.
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Quirky story and especially ending. Loved the wit of "they're all dead so it helped." Fave*.
Sally, Meg and Gloria: thank you for the beautiful comments!
Amazing fable-like tale. Faved.
A late fav of this stunning work.*
Why didn't I think to use the word stunning in the story!?!?!
Glad I found this. Each line sparkles.*
Thank you, Gary. I'm glad you saw all the sparkles and appreciated each of them.
A stroke of genius! Stunning! Makes me cry every time I read a single line. Tears of joy. Makes me laugh, makes me cry. I'm psychotic.
Robert, it made me cry to write every line, so I feel you.
Oh, Nate! The piece really does have LEGS! So pleased to see it climbing the charts where it deserves to be. You are a brilliant word wrangler.
Something special about this...this is the kind of tale that endures time. *
#1 baby!
Vampires- 1. Paper dolls- nothing. Perfect.
JP, Foster, Sally, and Carol: thank you so much for the support. And thank you for recognizing what great fiction really is!
Well done, Nate. I like its Grimm-ness. No prisoners taken, slaughter with bare hands. *
Thank you, Andrew.
Not liking vampire stories, I set out not to like this, but then it turned on me and I did like it. How did you do that? *
Beate, I ask myself the same question every time I reread this one. I don't think I've ever written anything with such re-readability. It gets better every time!
Yes! Francesca Lia Block crossed with Itala Calvino translations of Italian fables crossed with something else awesome I can't think of right now. I like this. *
Jane, thanks for the comment. I'm glad you see the many layers that are here.