A Colorful Life Story - poetic story
This is Fane's background story. The clean version of it. This is also my very first attempt at a story. I've been wanting to write this for awhile. I just couldn't find the confidence until I read Sharp Teeth by Toby Barlow. I gained the confidence to try and I don't think it went too horribly. This might get edited in the future and it will be one of the few works I ever edit if I do. This was written on 6/22/2016.
All characters are mine.
Written by me, Fane Star.
This is a story, very personal to me. It's the history of me and how I came to be. I'll try to keep it brief for the audience and myself. There are many things that I don't wish to share.
I shall begin with my parents. An odd pair if there ever was such a thing. My mother, so quiet and shy, is a 9 foot dinosaur. A Parasaurolophus, named Minerva, To be specific. She's covered from bill to tail In blues and purples that I wear. Her toes are each a different color, green, pink, yellow, and more. Her eyes are her treasure, emeralds set gracefully in her skin. Deep green with a shine that's prettier than the gem. There was a time when she was happy. A gentle giant full of love. Then she met Rupak. A 6 foot horror. He's my father, a no good fox that bullies all. Using physical strength to harm those That interfere with his wantonness. His face and back are scarred From a fight with an unknown vulpine. His cold eyes are blue, Dark, like the frozen ocean. His right foot is black up to his knee. Rupak's thumb claws are red like blood. Rumored to be from the lives he's taken.
Rupak and Minerva were unhappily together for years. Shortly after they got together, I came to be. Life was beyond miserable during those years. Arguments, fights, drugs, and alcohol dominated. My mother never put a harmful claw on me. While Rupak was unstoppable. The forever cruel fox. Finally at the age of eight, he left. Out of the blue with no warning he disappeared. I still don't know what happened to him. I can only hope I never do. The following years were horrific. Mom stopped working, stopped leaving the house, And finally stopped getting out of bed. She became hard to be around and I had to find a way to care for us. I began hunting. My old bow and quiver are still in use. I hunted, not for our consumption, we are vegans. Food was never an issue because of this. I hunted for rent, clothes, water, and for medicine. At the age of 12 I became the best hunter in Glendale. A year later I left my mother. I couldn't take that life anymore. I moved into an abandoned shack behind the town's high school. I continued hunting in the forests and I survived. No one knew where I slept at night. I never saw my parents again. My depression worsened throughout high school. I was a friendless outcast. My history was no secret. Due to this, I gave myself a last name, Star. I became my own leader and the name fits. That day I became my true self, Fane Star. Things got a little easier after that and I finished high school in solitude.
Leaving school meant leaving town. You reach a point when you're done being alone, purposeless. I left in search for that purpose. I found several mates during this time, they were unsuccessful and miserable. As time has passed I moved from town to town just to realize That my life kept pointing to college for my next journey. So I settled down temporarily, just until I go to college. Hunting is still my way of life, but it's harder in these places. As you know I've become more social over time. Less of an outcast and more of a friend.
This story is far from over. My daily life adds to it. Future events may turn it upside down. For now, I live a peaceful life with those I love close to me.
Written by: Fane Star