The Beach And It’s Nothingness: A Short Story Until My Next Novel Comes Out

A short story spinoff to my dark fantasy series, “Michael’s Wing”

Photo by Joseph Vary on Unsplash

SETTING: BEACH – NIGHTFALL

A wingless angel, with blue short hair, sits at the edge of the beach’s wave, her feet barely away from the back-and-forth tide. Her eyes match her mystical blue hair, as she looks off into the distance of the massive moon in the sky.

Beside her, is another short haired angel, though unlike her, his hair doesn’t touch his shoulders. His hair resembles that of a low hair cut almost, being black in eyes and hair.

Both angels are without wings. Both angels have names, with the mid-twenties looking angel woman, being addressed as Crystal, and the late twenties male, being known as Autumn.

Autumn stares into the distance with his lover.

CRYSTAL: I remember when I was first banished, I didn’t believe I would ever see you or the beach’s nightfall at the same time, ever again.

AUTUMN: I told you I was going to see you again. I wasn’t going to let Michael or any other angel in heaven, keep us separated.

CRYSTAL: I appreciate it; I really do, Autumn, but the catastrophe that will be brought to your world if you are discovered crossing the boundaries of heaven –

AUTUMN: What catastrophe? (Turns her way and faces her) Crystal, my world was already catastrophic when you were taken from me.

CRYSTAL: I understand, Autumn, but you shouldn’t keep sneaking out to see me.

AUTUMN: Why not? You’re the love of my eternity. Don’t you love me as well?

CRYSTAL: (Turns in his direction with sympathetic eyes) Of course I love you. I’ve always loved you, even before you ever loved me. (Places her hands on top of his against the sand) But that’s why I’m overly concerned about all of this. Sigh. Autumn, I’ve accepted my fate. I went with my heart twice and I’m okay with any outcome that has occurred because of it. But I wouldn’t be okay with anything happening to you, because of my choices.

AUTUMN: (Eyes and tone of sadness) So…what exactly are you saying?

CRYSTAL: This has to be our last time together, Autumn.

MALE VOICE: It will be.

A man fades into existence not too far from them. He takes a few steps into the direction of the angels.

Both angels recognize him, immediately getting up as the left hand of the all-powerful archangel, Michael, is present before them. His name is Albedo.

ALBEDO: You make no sense to me, Autumn. There are so many other angels above. Why risk Paradise for a fallen one?

Autumn takes his place in front of Crystal, as if he is shielding her.

AUTUMN: There’s no point in me answering you, Albedo. You’re just another one of Michael’s pawns. You’re not going to hear anything I’m saying. So if you’re going to do away with me, then do it already. (Looks back at his lover with saddened eyes) I’ll still have her, no matter where you send me.

ALBEDO: Nothingness will have you both. Death is the least of your worries.

A massive light emits from Albedo, and Autumn rushes to cover Crystal with his own body. The entire beach is engulfed in this light, only for none of the angels to be seen once the light ceases.


Author Notes: I’ve been “slacking” on my fiction, in the eyes of many (probably). But I really haven’t. The sequel to my book, Michael’s Wing, is definitely still in the works, and I’ve been hard at work on it. The book had to be toned down, and I’ve rewritten certain parts of it several times now, along with scrapping sixty percent of the book.

This short story will be one among many that I will be sending out, even after the release of my next dark fantasy book. These stories will be loose standalones, co-existing in the same universe of my Michael’s Wing series, resembling side stories that may or may not play a role in future books.

My short stories will come together in a compilation book and will be available on all platforms. The goal is to put so much into this series, whether that be spinoffs and multiple novels.

The Will To Succeed: 2/2/25

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(Poetry Pack # 1):

Sometimes It’s My Own Heart

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Poem # 1

No one’s ever going to love me again

No one has your heart

~ Sakari

Poem # 2

Before I noticed

Time didn’t even notice

How I was developing for you

~ Sakari

Poem # 3

You don’t have to be okay

I’m not always like this

Never mind the pain

And its selfishness

~ Sakari

Poem # 4

There were times that all I had

Was an image of you

To keep my heart scrolling

~ Sakari

Poem # 5

I was just thinking

About the end of our last conversation

Did you mean it

~ Sakari

Poem # 6

I’m not going to try anymore

When it comes down to it

I won’t hold back these unanswered questions

~ Sakari

Poem # 7

Everything will fall back into place

I’ll line the memories up

To remind you of this happiness

~ Sakari

Poem # 8

Whenever you came over

To my side of the mirror

It felt like we were world building

~ Sakari

Poem # 9

No one will ever believe this

That’s why I keep my knees against my chest

Knowing they will never know

That you really do heart me

~ Sakari

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FICTION…

INT. BEDROOM – NIGHTFALL

Omar watches as his owner gets dressed. A spirit mage who has pulled him from the afterlife to ally her in battle.

Omar is a man in his late twenties, while Cel is a woman with all black long hair, who dresses in one color always – the color black. She is nearing her mid-twenties.

OMAR: Do you have to leave with him again – you’ve already been out three times this week, and its only Thursday.

Cel continues to fix do her makeup. Omar leans against the wall with his arms crossed, realizing he is being ignored.

OMAR: We should be training, not indulging in useless matters. What if we were attacked by the enemy?

CEL: I’m not about to do this with you tonight, Omar.

OMAR: Do what?

CEL: This.

Cel stops with her makeup for a bit.

CEL: You do this every time I’m about to meet up with him.

Cel continues her makeup in her bedroom mirror.

OMAR: It just seems so pointless. What is he actually doing for you?

CEL: Look, Omar.

Cel turns around to face her summon – her spirit ally.

CEL: You can’t…sigh. I’ve been thinking, and…I wanna give up mage craft.

Omar leans off the wall. His face is now in utter shock.

OMAR: What? Why? We’ve been training hard for this.

CEL: That’s the thing, I don’t want to be any of this. I never asked for this. I want a normal life. I don’t want to battle and continue to risk lives anymore.

OMAR: But we haven’t harmed anyone. We’ve actually saved many with our…

Cel puts her finger up, indicating for Omar to wait. To pause. And pause he does.

CEL: That’s not all. I’ve also been considering…terminating our contract.

OMAR: The contract that keeps me in this world? The contract that has me bound to you?

Cel doesn’t reply.

OMAR: All because you think I’m jealous.

Omar’s tone drops.

OMAR: He wins then.

CEL: Goodbye Omar.

Omar stands in place as he watches Cel grab her black purse and head out the door. He makes his way to her bed as the door closes behind Cel.

Omar flops in place, his head now dropped to the floor. He looks down at both his hands.

OMAR: All because I’m jealous.

Omar dematerializes into the air, becoming thin strands of mist before no longer baring a physical form. Cel enters back into the room just as his particles scatter into the air.

CEL: Omar, wait.

Cel rushes over to the bed where Omar once was. She tries to catch his disappearing body but fails to.

CEL: Omar?

She calls out to no response. Cel then turns around and sits on the bed herself.

CEL: I’m sorry.

She manages to say in a saddened tone.

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Author’s Note: This article will be rushed, so please, my apologies in advance 🙂 i’m putting this article together on a Greyhound, as i’m traveling across the map from Arizona to Michigan. I’m planning to be in Michigan long enough for my career to float, and then i’m moving to Malaysia, as there is a certain visa I need to acquire to do this 🙂 i’m so excited for the future ahead!!! 🙂

Now, to get back on track, I literally wrote this fiction story while I was passing through Texas (still am passing through Texas at this moment, and on my way to Nashville next, according to my bus driver). Since certain platforms don’t allow me to post too much of any book I am publishing with their service (looking at you Amazon – our love/hate relationship), I will be delivering flash fiction to you 🙂 they will be like lore fiction, giving you little side stories using the characters from certain universes of certain series.

These stories will be an add-on every week to these articles. The purpose of these stories is to dive further into the universe of each series, as I am going back to working on multiple series at once. This is because i’m thinking more like a publisher from now on, than an author. I’m treating my writing career more like a monopoly from now on. I’m going back to serialization, as I constantly see that my shorter works are being sought after. It’s so darn frustrating writing a 200 page book, just for it to be shelved because a more known author has just dropped their own book.

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MORE BOOKS BY ME…

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Poetry…

In my new apartment

I’d bring you

I can’t wait until November

Watch me, bring you…

The moonlight on your back

Where did heaven drop you off at?

I’m so in love, you didn’t even

Take your clothes off, yet

Bring tonight, into tomorrow.

Please stay with me

I won’t let you cry over me

My mentality, tells on me

I’m easy going…

In my new apartment

I’d bring you

I can’t wait until November

Watch me, bring you…

The moonlight on your back

Where did heaven drop you off at?

I’m so in love, you didn’t even

Take your clothes off, yet

~ Sakari

Romance Dawn: Poetry Collection

[Over 200 pages of poetry – a much larger collection than usual. Available for 1.99]

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Fiction…

One of the few remaining witches in their world, Brandon, a 30-year-old man, requires the aid of Ulysee, a 23-year-old woman. After having tracked her down, due to her being the only one that can break a curse turned disease that is killing off witches, Brandon must first protect her from an opposing witch that wants her dead.

[Free for Kindle Unlimited users]

The Last Witch: Episode 1

MORE…

I’ve been away for some time now, trying my art in different paths of publishing. I’m back with a new outlook on everything writing now. The section of literature I have presented was not the end- there is more. Below is the rest of this article, including more poetry and more fiction. I want to link these worlds, giving readers more options when available. 

https://sakaril.substack.com/p/the-will-to-succeed-13125