Wednesday 21 October 2015

YEAR 1: The Smothering of the Inferno by Josh Ferguson *REVISED!*

Hey guys, here's my revision of the piece that I submitted to the workshop a few weeks ago. I have taken all of your criticisms on board and hopefully you'll appreciate the improvements I've made.

Enjoy!

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Jacob’s tears were lit up by the fire. The warm blaze flickered and spat as he sat in front of it. His legs started to go numb, but his mind was elsewhere to fully notice. Forest trees surrounded him, rising up into the sombre and starless sky, and a sharp silence poisoned the atmosphere.

He stared deeply. He watched the flames dance and sway with a chaotic grace, like a hellish ballet show. All he could wonder was how he got here. There was nothing. Just this warm feeling trying to thaw out the cold he felt inside.

“What do you see?” a voice whispered. No one else was there. The words did not belong to anyone. But they echoed in Jacob’s ears for a few lingering seconds. He continued to gaze blindly into the bonfire.

“I see regret” he said aloud.

“Are you sure, Jacob?”

A moment of hesitation. He stumbled over his thoughts as his throat began to close up.

“Yes I'm sure”

“You do not feel regret.”

But he was sure he did. He knew he did.

“So why can I see it?” he asked the voice.

“Because you long for the past. You wish to reconcile with those you have hurt. It is in your nature".

His mind harked back to Erin. Her wit, her beauty. Jacob missed everything about her. The silence spent between them as they crossed paths every other day continued to hurt him. To think about those moments not spent in silence, those moments spent in everlasting joy, hurt him even more. Now, she was just another stranger, another entity that moved through the air.

All he ever wanted was to love, and to be loved in return. But those hopes and wishes were obliterated, slaughtered in an instant, in that little café a few days before.

Both of them, lost for words. Jacob, disgusted by what he had just done. Erin, trying not to cry. Her clothes, ruined. His heart, searing. Everything they shared, slowly dissolving in the puddle of hot coffee dripping down her dress.

“It… it’s okay” she said with the faintest of voices. “I understand”.

She ignored the scolding pain in her chest, as she gathered her handbag and headed for the door.

“I’m sorry”.

Everyone was staring at Jacob with repulsion in their eyes. He was frozen in his place, still holding the empty coffee cup in his hand.

He was back in front of the fire. More tears fell down his golden cheek.

“What else do you see?” the voice asked.

He stared into the flames again. Reds, yellows and oranges entangled with one another and rose higher and higher into the sky with every gust of wind, which was becoming harsher as the night went on.

Jacob sat still, eyes burning. He brushed his hand against his cheek, wiping away a tear.

"I see regret. That's all I can see, nothing else"

“You have no reason to regret what you did, Jacob” the voice said. “No reason at all. I hope you understand that”.

But he wasn’t sure if he did understand. 

“She didn’t deserve that” he said.

“Yes she did. After what she did to y-“

“She didn’t do anything to me, that’s the thing! How can you justify what I did?”

“Jacob, she-”

“I humiliated her. And I feel terrible about that. I regret what happened! Hear me?”

“Jacob”

“I regret what happened! So don’t you fucking tell me what I can and cannot feel!”

“JACOB!”

Then, blindness.

The fire erupted in its place, kissing the black sky with its flaming lips and licking Jacob's skin. It screamed an unearthly cry that pierced his ears and shook the trees. Suddenly, he was caught in a vortex. He felt the raging inferno consume him as he was sucked through the forest floor into an open abyss. He tumbled and turned hopelessly. Nothing to grab on to, nothing to see. Just a cosmic mix of black, blue, and purple.

He stopped tumbling. He was left floating in the centre of emptiness, unable to move, paralysed yet still breathing.

"Look around you, Jacob" the voice echoed. Every syllable vibrated his bones. "What do you see now?"

Jacob studied the abyss he found himself in. He looked towards the farthest corners and could not make out a thing. Just darkness. Everything, and everyone, was gone.

He opened his mouth to speak.

Not a single word escaped.

1 comment:

  1. I don't know how other creative writers feel but in my mind your enhanced, edited narrative is beautiful!

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