Conversation with the Gargoyle

I've gone a little crazy today and opted to tell a story in two different ways, on two different sites.  The other story is at Velvet Verbosity



"Thee will never reach the light, Liam.  Thee hast chosen the unclean path. Thy soul is forfeit."

Liam leaned on the remains of an ruined pew. He considered the old gargoyle's words. "Ye're sayin' the only way to be saved, is death and rebirth?" 

"Aye.  Without death, thy actions cannot be weighed."

"Ye could vouch for me, old friend." Liam said, "ye've known me since I was a lad."

"I am only the guardian of this ancient chapel, not a judge.  I pray when my weighing comes, the harboring of a ghoul will not tip the scales against me." 


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Cedric's Sorrow

This is my first shot at the 100 Word Challenge.  I've gone a little crazy today and opted to tell a story in two different ways, on two different sites.  The other story is at Lance Burson's 100 Word Song


Cedric sat back on his haunches.  He should not have allowed Liam entry to the old chapel. Though it was long abandoned, he was still guardian. And Liam was unclean.

Yet, he couldn't forget the young boy that used to come here long ago.  The lad that had named him Cedric used to crawl atop the tower he perched upon.  He would tuck his small body under one of Cedric's stony wings and talk of his dreams.

Liam dreamt of a life filled with adventure and wealth and glory.

Never did the boy dream of choosing to become a ghoul.