Falling stars feel shame

Falling stars feel shame

A Story by TLK

Yesterday I was one god swamped by a pantheon. Our clay children pined for justice while imagining us wielding it behind the stars. Locked away behind the purple satin of the night I was captive to the gaze of those moulded crudely in my shape. They told their children stories about us, first of all thankful, then as generations rose and fell they became doubtful. As we failed to intervene we built up squat huts of recrimination with bricks of murder and accident. Endless death gave them hunger, and their knowledge of our creation helped them to realise, in their eager briefness, that the gods prized them as mere trembling moments of toil. Surer than any weapon, their disbelief weakened us.


Today I left that behind, for I cast myself out and let my godhood burn from me in a falling star’s trail. Now I look up seldom. Neither do I look over my shoulder, for I know what is coming: but at least I can now tell my children I love them.

© 2013 TLK

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I liked it. I felt that the language of it lent credibility. I felt like I was listening to someone speak who was actually, formerly a god.

You did a good job conveying the sense that the gods needed man but regarded them with disdain at the same time. A fairly common theme in tales revolving around the decline of monotheistic religions.

I am curious, in the last paragraph, in relinquishing his/her status as a god, does the narrator become mortal as well? I would think they do, and it is that combined with humanity no longer being a "necessary evil" that would bring them to say that they now love their children.

Posted 2 Years Ago

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This is really good. I had to read it twice to figure out exactly what it meant. I like how you portray belief to be important. Because i do believe that You need to put in faith in something/someone in order to give it strength.

Posted 3 Years Ago

This is very poetic and an extremely interesting perspective. It also is very mysterious. I think I know what it's about but I'm not entirely sure. Nevertheless, it held my interest. Thank you for sharing it.

Posted 3 Years Ago

Fascinating the way you write is really something that needs to be read. In a story-like manner you manage to create such a great atmosphere and give your reader truths. I love it.

Posted 3 Years Ago

Such a great, universal and thought provoking piece of writing. Kudos!

Posted 3 Years Ago

Incredible! Great piece of work. Phrasing, word usage, thought provoking. It had a little of everything. Great write

Posted 3 Years Ago

Strong imagery. A very unique take on a classic struggle and tale. I enjoyed the approach. I do feel a bit rushed. I don't know if that's due to your selection of phrasing and structure so much as simply a fast read. But I find no flaw and enjoyed it all 3 times I read it. So it's probably me... Well done.

Posted 4 Years Ago

Good writing. I the imagery is clear. And I like the concept. The feeling of abandonment was overwhelming.

Posted 5 Years Ago

Powerful classical images of struggle. The idea of being caste out also a powerful end.

Posted 5 Years Ago

yea, you have potential ......

Posted 5 Years Ago

a truly caring write. i think you have "poetential"

Posted 5 Years Ago

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Added on June 1, 2013
Last Updated on June 1, 2013
Tags: pining, wielding, locking, captivating, thanking, doubting



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