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Piercing the Shadows
November 3, 2021|Kingdom of Glory

Piercing the Shadows

Piercing the Shadows

Reginald woke up in a dark room, but couldn’t figure out where he was. The memory of the pain he had to suffer came back—the young prince raised his arms but could only see scars where the rods had been driven into his body. He felt his arm but couldn’t find any trace of the metal artifacts.

As the prince rose from a stone bed…he lost his balance and easily pushed himself off the wall with one hand—he was shocked. Reginald felt light. Healthy. Full of life. What have they done to me? he wondered, walking towards the window.

Reginald realized that he was in a room high above Zurkaks—from there he was able to see the vast plains of his father’s reign. Then he ran towards the door, agitated at the thought of being a prisoner. They might know who he was like. To his surprise, the door was open.

He returned to his room and closed the door, when a strong sense of frustration assailed him. The young prince recalled the last conversation he had with his father.

“…it’s too late for that,” his father had said.

“Let me go back to the Brothers of the Rising Light,” Reginald said. “They will understand the seriousness of the situation…”

“Stop!” said Frederick, “I’m tired of this, boy. Go and do whatever you want with your life—obviously you are incapable of…Aslan could not defeat the Knights of Darkness. What chance do you have?”

The words were repeated over and over in the young prince’s mind. Reginald was willing to do whatever it took for his kingdom. That was important. Getting his light back could have been the only thing that mattered; without it, he was nobody.

Reginald knew that Aslan’s powers were unmatched, but there had to be a way to defeat the Knights of Darkness.

His father’s words haunted him. The prince felt an emptiness in his chest. He just wanted to make the king proud. He saw him as an idol. Reginald wanted to grow up to become as powerful as Frederick, but the pain kept growing.

Everything I’ve done to make you proud, Reginald thought. The wooden door to his dark room opened.

“I see you feel better,” Lady Night said, entering his room. “Use this…I have something to show you.”

Reginald grabbed the black leather satchel that Lady Night threw at him.

“I’ll be right back,” Lady Night said, before leaving the room.

Reginald found a black Knights of Darkness uniform and decided to put it on.

By the time Lady Night returned, the young prince looked like one of the soldiers from the Temple of Eternal Mist. “Follow me.”

Reginald walked through the dark stone corridors, hurriedly following the stranger. Inside him, the resentment against the memories of his father continued to grow. Feeling angry. You’ll see what I’m capable of, Reginald thought. I’m going to show you that I can be the most powerful.

Lady Night stopped. “They are waiting for you.”

Reginald looked at Lady Night curiously. “Them?” he said.

“You’ll be fine, Sparky,” Lady Night said, before opening the door. “Go on.”

Reginald frowned. Who are you calling Sparky?

Four hooded men waited in the room. Each was seated on a beautiful tall black wooden throne. In the middle of the room was a black blade greatsword on a wooden weapon rack.

This was the first time Reginald had seen the blade of the sword of darkness. To his surprise, the metal seemed to throb and somehow call out to him. The young prince was drawn to it. He wanted to grab it. Not caring about the consequences, Reginald walked straight to the greatsword and picked it up with one hand.

Calamity—the greatsword of darkness—rejected Reginald’s commands.

Reginald felt excruciating pain in his arms, a force that made the greatsword heavier and heavier. Pain spread through his chest. Reginald screamed at the top of his lungs. The rising anger helped him endure the pain.

The four hooded men rose to their feet, bolts of black lightning shooting from their fingers.

Reginald was surprised by the energy of the elders. The force calmed the pain emanating from Calamity. He raised the sword over his head…the pain disappeared.

As he lowered his sword, the young prince saw the four hooded men motionless on the ground. Then he heard the door behind him.

Lady Night walked in and saw Reginald holding the sword. “Good job, Sparky.”

Reginald frowned, then sheathed his greatsword—Calamity.


Sebastian Iturralde

I am a fiction blogger and lover of literature, art, and all things creative. As a citizen of this beautiful planet, I am constantly inspired by the natural world around me.


  • November 3, 2021 at 8:01 am

    This is my latest Kingdom of Glory installment, and now you can visit the beginning and click Next Post to read the entire series in order.

    • November 4, 2021 at 7:17 am

      Oh i didn’t see this notice here before i read. Thank you.

    • Kyra
      December 1, 2021 at 5:26 am

      This is awesome! I love your style of writing and how easy it is to be drawn in by your work… look forward to reading more!

  • November 3, 2021 at 8:03 am

    Your sense of atmosphere and setting is spectacular.

  • November 3, 2021 at 8:07 am

    Good job sparky!😂

  • Suzy
    November 3, 2021 at 8:20 am

    Sparky is a nice surprise.

  • November 3, 2021 at 8:26 am

    Wonderfully written. I enjoyed it throughout 😀

  • November 3, 2021 at 8:36 am

    I find your description of The Sword of Darkness very intriguing!

    In Indian mythology Lord Parashuram has a similar relationship with his axe ( you might want to read up on it.)
    There came a time when he wanted to keep it down but since the axe had caused massive scale destruction, it actually became an object desiring blood and its thirst could not be quenched.

    I was looking for the quote but couldn’t find it. It’s either by Amish Tripathi or Ashok Banker. If I come across it, then I’ll share it.

  • Niki Sebastian
    November 3, 2021 at 9:07 am

    Like your intro line as a neat way to summarize the benfits of being mindful.

  • Anser
    November 3, 2021 at 9:11 am

    Very Nice

  • November 3, 2021 at 9:30 am

    The father son conflict creates tension, and I want the protagonist to triumph.

  • November 3, 2021 at 9:36 am

    Always looking forward to your phenomenal stories, Sebastian! I feel a strong sense of significance with Reginald’s relationship with Calamity.

    In many ways, I feel that I can relate.

  • November 3, 2021 at 9:39 am

    Great story–really drew me into it.

  • keith frank
    November 3, 2021 at 9:55 am

    Good story.

  • November 3, 2021 at 10:12 am

    What powerful words you gift us with– “I’m tired of this, boy. Go and do whatever you want with your life” thank you

    November 3, 2021 at 10:31 am

    Nice short story written in a simple and lucid language .

  • Neetu Kenny
    November 3, 2021 at 10:31 am

    Very intriguing written! True, being mindful even in the adversity of life drives us in the right direction.

  • November 3, 2021 at 11:12 am


  • November 3, 2021 at 12:12 pm

    Sparky in a good way?
    Everyone seems to get Reginald 😕
    Why am i so jumpy to ask anything.

    But I’ll go with slaying your demons
    However the sword of Calamity is an antithesis to the five stones and the sling.

    Great readings

    • November 4, 2021 at 2:18 am

      Sparky just seems something that we would relate to in this world, given that electricians often get called Sparky. If it works, tho, keep it going. 🙂

      • November 4, 2021 at 2:40 am

        Oh i like your setting for Sparky.
        It’s Lady Night that gets me unnerved. I sense she is a bit condescending or trying to take the mickey out of Reginald, like he is in a torture chamber.

    • November 4, 2021 at 2:19 am

      Don’t be jumpy from my comments, I try to be helpful, but always remember, it’s your story, your characters. 😀

      • November 4, 2021 at 2:42 am

        Well i cant wait for the stortyteller to come and have a conversation with us.

        • November 4, 2021 at 6:00 am

          It seems to me that Lady Dark knows more about Reginald than he knows about himself, after all, he just went through a terrible transformation.

          • November 4, 2021 at 7:14 am

            Yes, it does seem as though

          • November 4, 2021 at 7:16 am

            I must look at that chapter later in the evening.
            Thanks for highlighting it.

  • November 3, 2021 at 12:14 pm

    I love your writing. Definitely different.

  • November 3, 2021 at 1:04 pm

    Great story, Thank you

  • November 3, 2021 at 1:45 pm

    Hello Sebastian. I hope you are well.

    Words spoken from a person who has either responsibility, power in some way or authority over others, often if not careful and mindful, can either pain and harm a person for a long while, or they can inspire and strengthen a person.

    Many people today are in pain and have been shaped by wounds such as this, as in your story.

    Parents especially need to be careful the ways they communicate with and to their children. Your children look up to you, and you are their world. Do not abuse their trust.

  • November 3, 2021 at 4:25 pm

    Really good. I recognize this as a continuation of one of your previous stories. You might want to change the name Aslan though, or is this fan fiction from the Chronicles of Narnia? Aslan is the name of the Lion/God.

  • November 3, 2021 at 6:11 pm

    Interesting. Sparky seems a little out of character, but I presume there’s a reason for that …

  • November 3, 2021 at 6:35 pm

    Sort of like the Lady Night.

  • November 3, 2021 at 7:10 pm

    Thank you so much for the great story.

  • November 3, 2021 at 7:11 pm

    Good job buddy =)

  • November 3, 2021 at 8:24 pm

    Can be used as script!

  • November 3, 2021 at 9:30 pm

    Writing was never my vocation. Wrote and stored in a cabinet. God bless God writers. bloggingfundamentals.com

  • November 3, 2021 at 11:15 pm

    You’re an awesome writer.

  • November 4, 2021 at 12:03 am

    😲 yesssssssss!!!!!

  • November 4, 2021 at 12:41 am

    excited to read more. great ending

  • November 4, 2021 at 1:46 am

    Nothing is more provocative than to call a young ambitious soul of being incapable. After that one can only expect the worst or death defying heroism

  • November 4, 2021 at 7:51 am

    We all make mistakes; we do. I learn from you.

  • November 4, 2021 at 8:07 am

    I can’t wait to read the rest!

  • November 4, 2021 at 8:30 am

    Insightful as always such a great read

  • November 4, 2021 at 8:33 am

    Seems to be running towards his undoing…A young brave soul manipulated into darkness? Until the next chapter then!

  • heart4kidsadvocacyforum
    November 4, 2021 at 9:08 am

    What intrigues me about your stories that really surfaced for me after reading this is I get a feeling that you lived these experiences in another life time! It’s as though you are sharing true stories from a past life experience. It feels real! What a gift you have as a “storyteller”! It comes alive and we actually are in the story with you!

  • November 4, 2021 at 1:59 pm

    i really appreciate your passion thank you

  • November 4, 2021 at 3:42 pm

    Now, I’m hooked!

  • November 5, 2021 at 6:43 am

    Great short story! I’m surprised you like the stuff on my WordPress. Thanks for the likes anyway, many people love reading on WordPress

  • November 5, 2021 at 9:38 am

    “The rising anger helped him endure the pain.” — I love that line.

  • November 5, 2021 at 11:36 am

    You’re writing is so mysterious

  • November 5, 2021 at 2:59 pm

    Your page is amazing 👏

  • November 5, 2021 at 8:51 pm

    I can tell you have been doing this for awhile! ✍️

  • November 6, 2021 at 12:00 pm

    Very impressive intro

  • November 7, 2021 at 1:15 am

    Nice !!! Follow me

  • November 7, 2021 at 8:53 am

    Define circumstance.

  • November 7, 2021 at 11:39 am

    Very enjoyable leisure reading. I hope to write a story or novel some day!!

  • Tarot of the Missing
    November 7, 2021 at 5:43 pm

    Love your style of writing

  • November 8, 2021 at 4:33 am

    Amazing short story! Great writing Sebastian.

  • November 8, 2021 at 11:04 am

    Great story

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  • November 8, 2021 at 1:43 pm

    Exactly 💯

  • November 8, 2021 at 5:58 pm

    You should be writing books! Amazing.

  • November 8, 2021 at 5:59 pm

    How did you hear about my blog

  • November 8, 2021 at 8:39 pm

    Love it! I liked that he was angry, and that he didn’t have to be angry in the end-unless…wait, he was just being used!! But he had the awesome sword and was able to overcome it

  • November 9, 2021 at 12:35 am

    I have to say this way a good read. 3rd time I’ve come back to the post haha. Great work

  • November 9, 2021 at 11:47 am

    Nice straightforward plot. Gripping till the end.

  • November 9, 2021 at 4:23 pm

    Nice. Well done. Interesting story.

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  • November 11, 2021 at 3:09 am

    Indeed! 🖖🌍🖐

  • November 11, 2021 at 11:11 am

    Sparky 😃

  • November 27, 2021 at 7:59 pm

    A Lille bit of chivalry and romance would help this story even more.

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    The Andes' highlands served as a source of inspiration for this short story. I hope you'll find the same beauty and wonder in its words that I did while crafting it.
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