(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
(WILL OF THE PUPPET) A CERTAIN curiosity tone can be heard, while the clock continues to tick. Somewhat reminding someone, no, everyone who is currently holding the moment in this current chapter of the book. “I have been thinking.” She finally opens with her thoughts and question towards HIM. “Out from everyone else, why did you choose her?” The question that she needed to ask and immediately. All while the both of them are watching the current scene unfolds to the mirror in front of them. Always like a ticking timebomb for HIS amusement and disposal. “Are you really asking me an obvious thing right now?” “Obvious? Kind of, but I am still wondering why.” “Tsk!” HE smirks, resting his chin on his right palm and looking at the Mistress of time with HIS eyes that is in deep cunning thoughts and all smiles. “Marie.” HE drops the name, and now in HIS serious tone and glances back at the said holder in the mirror that they currently monitoring. “Out
(HAVE YOU EVER WONDERED?) “SIMPLE. HAVE YOU EVER WONDERED?” “MARIE!” Up and jolting from the nightmare that she just had. Marie’s body begins to shake in fear, slowly cowering on the side of her bed and looking frantically with her eyes around her room. “I-I-I,” She started to stutter, worst with the brewing storm outside where the lightning and followed by a thunder is disturbing her mind and putting that fear to her emotions. “Farah.” She finally calls out for her sister. Now crying and sobbing, wanting that protection and security that only her sister can give her. Yet. “Marie.” A sudden call that is chilling, yet somehow reassuring stole her attention. But instead of her fear and hysteria kicking in, in situations like this. She is somehow calm and focused, now looking for that voice that once more called her name. “Marie.” “Who is there?” Marie asks. Turning her head and looking for the person that somewhat put that kin
(LITTLE TO NO EXCUSE) “SIMPLE. HAVE YOU EVER WONDERED?” The question that shaken Daniela to her very core without any idea why. Intrigued, yet with the beating uncomfortable dread that comes right from it. “Daniela.” “What do you mean?” The little Maiden’s tone drops. A bit darker than her usual tone, with her eyes that marks the danger and trouble that she is somehow expecting from this conversation that she is currently having towards the seemingly little girl in front of her. “Have you ever wondered about the real existence and what really matters the most for that person?” “That person?” she thought, grasping the lamp tight to her hand and somehow expecting to hear the most dreaded thing possible in the time. “Who do you mean by your words?” Marie smiles, but not an ordinary smile. Rather a type of sinister and dark one that can bring the thousand chill and fear to anyone. Yet, with the purity of the little Maiden, the effect that comes out