I write fiction, but I am first and foremost a poet, so this is actually more narrative poetry. However, I hope it will be accepted into the beginning-endings challenge. I am always one to ride the fence when it comes to a prompt, I will admit.
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In the yawning depths of the infinite cosmos, hurtling through incomprehensible stretches of absolute absence, space can appear icily vacant. Every modicum of living matter, all electromagnetic waves long dissipated, luminance a distant remembrance. The calamitous Shaman of the Starless was born of a maddened tryst betwixt infinity and a singularity. Careening silently, the master of dark matter, hungry and savage, searched. Impossible motion propelled by unquenchable fury and self-preservation. Gliding through the shattered mirror slickness of the void.
Quantumly drawn to a living dimension reeking of torment and terror, destruction and decay. Giving succor and nutrition to the void-bound barbarian, the conductor of the space between, the Goddess of devouring. Permanently embarked upon a journey incalculable. Eternally, she hath been wandering.
One frightful night, the dreadful genesis of a blackened Armageddon broke. Rounding the black hole shores of the last stellar hell, the only gravity well sufficiently forceful to support the maneuver. Her infinite mass, slingshot across a star-studded galaxy ripe with free energy, every glittering mote of ancient stardust augmenting her omnipotent heart. Poised and primed inside her metallic chariot.
Voracious, she's broken free, flexing her revitalized cataclysmic consumptive capacity. Microscopic fragments of superdense radioactive shrapnel seed her widening trail. Molten slag rains down upon the nearest galactic body. Impact craters eat away laterally at the surface, her caustic shell boring into the core, poisoning the host from its interior.
Even the pernicious debris is preparing for the hideous arrival of annihilation's avatar. Life shines as it's assimilated into her obsidian eyes. Nothing fuels her insatiable drive like siphoning every ephemeral ounce of quintessence before gorging on physical matter. Crushing it to stellar silt, sucked in, more material to feed her exponentially compounding accretion. Diving into the supermassive hole where a heart should be. An event horizon in the pit of her eldritch maw
The incredible momentum, the weight of the world building up her steam. The heatless need to feast propels her to the next world, on which she intends to feed. A spiraling singularity of universal truth. All good things must come to an end, even time and space.
K.B. Silver
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K.B. Silver
K.B. Silver has poems published in magazine Wishbone Words, and lit journals: Sheepshead Review, New Note Poetry, Twisted Vine, Avant Appa[achia, Plants and Poetry, recordings in Stanza Cannon, and pieces in Wingless Dreamer anthologies.
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Primarily a poet? You are a damn fine story teller, your skill with poetry blended so well to enhance your tale.This is awesome, a fantasy feel that begs to be read.
Ayy congrats on the runner up! Now I will likely have dreams of an Eldar being devouring earth…
Amazing work, K.B.! I absolutely adore the way you walk the fence of narrative and poetry, and think the style pairs wonderfully with this challenge. The cosmic scale of this piece is such that it could very naturally appear at the start and/or end of a rich, philosophical tale. Thank you so much for this stellar submission! :)
Oh, loved this
The imagery evokes a tragic, elegiac quality, as she becomes both hunter and victim of the emptiness, exploring the price of power and the nature of existence. Great work!