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Locked Away by ~Devathi:iconDevathi:

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     Deep, deep down below unchartered waters, beneath the roaring waves, resting on the murky seabed was a tiny wooden chest. It was no bigger than two shoeboxes stacked one on top of the other and one could not really call it a treasure chest or a pirate’s sunken treasure as it did not appear worthy of such fancy titles. It was just a dull, unembellished, putrefying little chest that held neither gold nor silver, neither an assortment of precious stones nor other worldly treasures. It would not make its discoverer wealthy; not even close. The most secret sea-dwellers and the darkest of creatures did not bother with the chest either. So it was left to rot in its watery grave, solitary, forlorn and abandoned, companionless save for the steady rhythm of the current.


     Oftentimes, in the impenetrable darkness of the night, when not even the moonlight dared to shimmer and dance about in the shadowy waters, the lonely chest was known to mourn its undeniable fate. It contained the most arcane collection of discarded thoughts, suppressed emotions, unspoken words and unwritten stories. Also hidden within the safety of its four mildewed walls was an inescapable bubble of silence, which threatened to engulf and smother the entire sea, if ever released from the chest.


     Maybe no living person had dared to seek out the tiny wooden chest because they feared the unknown spectacle that lay asleep inside.  Maybe it was because the little lock on the chest changed ever so often and nobody possessed the key to unlocking it. But why... why had nobody even tried?

©2008-2009 ~Devathi
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Author's Comments

A submission after 7 months.. :clap:

I had decided to quit dA, just like almost everyone who has been here for more than a year. Well, it's a phase, I suppose. I do not know if I will pull that stunt again.

Anyhow.. I am quite content with the way this piece turned out.. :heart:

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~MaruhannaHebber Dec 21, 2008, 11:10:46 PM
Beautiful! Well, what I think is, every person out there has this wooden chest. In their very own seas over which they surf. In other words, what I conceive of this is, every body has this small wooden box of a fiendish treasure deep inside their brains. What makes me believe so is your description of the box containing "arcane collection of discarded thoughts, suppressed emotions, unspoken words and unwritten stories". "inescapable bubble of silence" which could swallow the whole sea, the whole brain. Imagine when the key is found, the box is opened, There'd be heavy paranoia, a new level of psychosis!

Trust me, the knowledge, the cognition what our 2% of human brain consists would never gain control over the dark thought bubble induced phantasmagoria!

Well I strongly believe that the key to this chest lies in communication. The level of communication we use right now is not capable of disengaging the bubble from the chest. Maybe the chest is gonna lie around there till we evolve and have a much more supercharged level of communication. Well that might take another thousand years before we come up with new expression, new feeling, hence a better communication. I think the bubble will be released after a long period of human time. Maybe it might dawn the next whole dark aeon!

Lol.. Amazing post macha. :) *hugs*

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~Devathi Dec 22, 2008, 3:23:32 AM
Thank you for the nice comment.. :) :thumbsup:

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