(RESEMBLANCE AND SOULS) “YOUR soul that resembles the one of the original princess's older brother.” “My soul?” The initial thought snaps and spreads to Nate’s mind. More than taken by the words and the meaning behind them that the Mistress of time just said in a taunting way. “Do not bother about it, for now, our dear holder.” Chie’s smile is sly and suggests deeper than any dread and darkness that Nate is already into. “One way and another you will find out what I mean. When that time comes, it is all into the last stage, the last loop, and the last chance of the seventh.” “Loops, seventh? This world.” “Bingo!” HE giggles, complimenting the wit of the holder that is different from the rest. “Smart, pure, with dignity, and loyal. Just like him.” HE drops some clues. Smiling wide in a sinister way, Nate took it seriously and attentively. Collecting the words and stitching them into one whole page to know what they mean.
(ALCHEMY AND SOULS) “THE one that my soul resembles,”Nate whispers while looking at his reflection in front of a body mirror. Wondering and still from those words that the Mistress of Time once said in the last loop of six. “Tsk!”He smirks, not in amusement, or intrigue, but more like in irritation and a bit dismayed. Remembering now what he needed to too, yet a bit long unlike what he wanted it to be. But just the right time that the Supreme One wanted it all to happen. “I failed, didn’t I?”He asks himself, looking at the mirror and into the eyes of his reflection. “I failed to remember first and immediately, after the first two turns of the hourglass.”His words foreshadow the plan that he made from the past loop. The spell that almost causes him everything to complete. All for him to remember everything, every detail, and every word from the past loop. Yet, he fails.“I guess it was not enough. It will never be enough.”The thought explains the cause of his failure. Knowing
(MISTAKES OF THE SOUL) “MY life is not for you to be concerned about.”“Shouldn’t I?”Farah whispers, wondering and deep like she is trapped in some kind of deep space in her world where nothing exists but her thoughts and the things that are in between truth and lies. “Kevin.”She whispers the name. The one that she needed to look after, someone who is like her. A bit the same as her predicament, but much worst than her. “Farah, Farah. Big sister Farah!”“Ma-Marie?”A bit startled and taken back into reality. She found herself facing her younger sister, whose face expresses a deep disappointment and irritation towards her. “Do you need anything? Is there something wrong?”She immediately asks. Concern and consoling the holder whose attachment to her lies even deeper than the deepest ocean. The weakness and wants for her attention and the reliance on her come from both the result of the past and the promise that she made towards the original soul who owns the body that she is righ
(ALCHEMY OF WORDS) THE keys of the piano are being played. Making the melody that is as beautiful as the starry night sky, but as blood as the red sunset. A piece that wasn’t heard before, but it speaks the mystery and the string that connects the current book and world to the original. “Poor little you. Just how blinded you are, to be kept with the secret that will ruin everything that you own right now.” Someone’s voice whispers. A woman in all white dress, yet is painted with red and hue of blood. Eyes that are covered by a veil, hands that are wide, fingers that are long. With her nails that are as sharp as a sword. She put her pointer finger unto her lips and hushes. “Shhh…” she then smiles. A type of smile that is both comforting and cursing. All along with the song and melody that the grand piano is making. “You are lied with and all your life. Little poisonous holder.” The lightning strikes followed by the roar of the thunder. From the brewin
(SCORPIO’S DARKNESS) “SCORPIO. I mean God Scorpio!” Marie is taken by surprise by her sudden blasphemy of saying the name of one of the gods. Especially that the God mentioned is not her own, but her sister’s guardian God. “It’s alright Marie, you do not need to be startled and scared every time you forgot to have an honorific to the other guardian gods. Besides, the guardian god that you just name and called in earnest wonder is not someone’s guardian god that is foreign to you.” Farah reminded her little sister. Calming her nerves and looking after her carefully and diligently. Slowly training her for the worst and how to control the havoc of darkness that she originally owns. “Is that really alright, Farah? I know that he is your guardian god, but.” “I told you, didn’t I? It’s alright, everything is alright and will be, I promise.” Her assurance and always. All the while brushing Marie’s jet-black hair, resembling and mirroring the hue of her o
(REGRETS AND LONGING) “THIS way ladies.” Both of them, Farah and Marie are addressed with pleasantries resembling a bit from the past loop and monarchy that Haruna is very much familiar with. “The Princess is already waiting for the both of you in the garden area.” They are casually informed by the head maid. All with her sophistication and wit for not just being a servant of the clan of Gomez, but is someone who has the skill to wield a weapon and protect herself and the innocent against the low-ranking ghouls. “Wow!” Marie is fascinated by the design and grand engineering techniques of the residence of the most powerful clan. Built-in resemblance and inspired by the Asian traditional culture, the entire estate is big and wide. “Farah, this is way different than our house.” Consist of multiple houses and structures that are meant for each member of the clan. The importance and higher one family member, the big and wide their personal space
(LITTLE GOODBYE) “I’LL be seeing you soon, Daniela.” The door closes with Farah’s eyes are lock towards the warm smile of Daniela. The meeting that she only agrees upon for the reason that it will be the first and last for these years and the succeeding ones. “I apologize for being selfish and wanting to suffice my desire, mom.” She whispers, letting go of the last bottle of the midst that she spread all over the clan’s residence. Letting them inhale a huge amount of it, while all the time only protecting herself. “Farah, are we going to visit here again?” “No Marie. This is the only time that we could.” “Why?” Marie innocently asks, disappointed and sadden by that fact and been expecting to be back and meet Pauleen and Daniela once again. “It is not yet time Marie. There are things that are needed to happen right now, and some for tomorrow, while the others for the future.” “I do not understand, Farah.” Now yawning with the mar
(LITTLE DARK HOWL) “YOU CAME.” “It’s a pleasure to meet you like this after I remember everything that I needed to. Farah, or should I say, Princess Haruna.” ‘HARUNA? PRINCESS?’ The thoughts that immediately runs inside Marie’s mind. A bit scared and in her guard behind her sister Farah, from the mysterious person in a hooded cape in front of them. But what caught her attention and a bit of her interest is the casual way Farah talk to him and the title and the name that he calls her sister that she is familiar of the first, but not the latter. “I am thrilled to be called with that name and title after all this time. But we both know that you need to be careful of saying things and utter words that will put anyone of us in danger, am I correct? Nate.” “Certainly, you are. Farah.” Now addressing her sister properly and even calling her name that Marie knew and used to for her entire existence. She looks at Nate who in turn return the same with a smile