How adorable. Apparently, I’m the only one who thinks so, since when I turn back around, everyone from the fourth prince and the first order to passing strangers and our coachman is looking on in disbelief. Is it so difficult to imagine Zen would get along with children? “Don’t leave your mouth ha
The smell of rotting flesh is disgusting. Its muscle memory to pull the gloves over my hands, pick a scalpel off the medical tray. The body on the metal table in front of me has no head. ‘You have to take a sample of flesh, a sample of blood and take a look at the internal organs.’ Aunt Cynthia’s
I barely manage to find a waste bucket before everything I had for breakfast retches out. My throat burns. My vision is blurry. I dry heave every single thing in my stomach, warmth seeps out of the corners of my eyes. I can’t breathe. The smell of blood is everywhere. I sit there, holding the edges
Scholarship. Exam. Those two words echo in my head as I scan the paper that appears on my phone screen. I tally up the questions that I do know right now, but they're few and far in between. The majority of the paper is hard for me, and tension increases in my frame with every question I don't kno
Everything hurts. I let out a groan that could raise the dead as I turn to my side, dull pain coursing through my frame. Breathing in and out, I tentatively push myself into a sitting position. At least nothing seems to be broken. Likely because the well is almost filled, and the earth underneath
Every time I came home after a fist fight in middle school, Dad used to tell me any fight can be solved with calm, composed conversation. I register my lungs straining for breath as I remember those words. Be calm. Be composed. Slowly, carefully, I turn my head around to stare at the person curren
3 hours ago... The smell of blood disgusts me. It paints the forest a gory wet, limbs and innards scattered in the fifty meter radius. I flick the broad sword in my hand, attempting to clean it of the blood that clings to it. If another were to hear me voice that thought, they would curl their li
Either this place is haunted, or too technologically advance. I turn another corridor that looks exactly like the last three, and the lamps light up upon my arrival. Does this mansion have motion sensors or sound sensors everywhere except for the front hallway? And how am I supposed to know if I’m