A harsh knock came on the door and everyone in the room became tensed. Outside Caitlin’s house were angry townspeople, all yelling for her to come out and in their midst was a mother wailing loudly.Whatever it was that was going on, Kyra knew it was not a good thing and she held the hem of her mother’s dress.Caitlin looked at her with wrinkled brows and she quickly gave a warm smile. She touched her face and held her hands in hers, staring at her beautiful face and keeping the smile on.“Kyra, do you remember everything I taught you?” she asked and when she received a nod from her, she said, “All those lessons, I don’t want you to forget them. I know you were never curious about why you did all those things, but you will know when the time eventually comes.”There was another bang on the door and Caitlin moved her eyes towards it before her eyes fell on Padma who looks so concerned for her.Moving her eyes back to her daughter, she said to her, “I will be gone for a while, so while
It was the early morning of the next day and everything just seem unusually quiet and different. The townspeople seem to have finally gotten the peace they always wanted. Kyra moved her feet slowly, her worn-out shoes leaving a print on the sand she walked on and her eyes stayed fixed on what was in front of her. The wind blew hard in her direction, causing the hairs on her skin to rise, but above all, what was rising within her was the pain and loneliness of seeing her mother’s ashes on the ground and knowing that it was just her against the world now.When she got to the spot, she saw sticks and little fires that still burned from them and she could perceive the smoke in the air. But apart from all that, she could see the ashes, the one she believes must be her mother’s. Kyra knelt down among the ashes which the wind had scattered around and she tried to gather some of it in her hands while also taking up sand. Seeing that it was all useless, she placed her palms flat on the groun
Days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months. Everyone seems to have moved on with their lives, forgetting the deed they had done, wearing big smiles on their faces and letting their laughter fill the air. For a month after the burning of her mother on the stake, Kyra never came outside except for nights where everyone would have gone to sleep. During those times, she would go to their house and return in the morning before the residents of the town wakes up to start their day again. This went on for days until the day she decided to step outside. It seems as though everyone already forgotten about her because no one even turned their head or said any ill word to her as she now walked in the street. It made her wonder if she was now invincible to them or if their hate was only directed to her mother and not to her. As she walked the street, she looked at the face of every one that passed, even the young ones were not left out. Their eyes that watched as the flame engulfed he
Thirteen years later…A figure sat at the top of the mountain and stared into abyss. The cold whips relentlessly at his face and he took in a drag of the air before releasing. It’s been thirteen years already since he survived the one bite that could kill him.Sage stood up and looked over North. His whole life has been full of pains and struggles, and now, he wanted to change that. He wants to become something the people around him would have never thought or imagined he could become, most especially, the Elders.Once he turned eighteen, they assigned the role of a watchman to him, and even though he wanted to become something more than that, he knows it was the only thing they could offer him in their coven. But then his uncle, Elder Donovan, told him about the coming of the Chosen One, someone who would come to save the world and redeem them—someone powerful enough to overthrow the Elders. Sage knows that the world is not normal with his kind in it, and so, he readily accepted the
Sage has grown quite a lot which he also knows. He is now a center of attraction for ladies like Sapphire, but hers is quite different because she turned him and now she wants to claim him. His voice is now deep, masculine, more mature and calm. His looks are also an added feature. The jaws, thin lips, nose centered perfectly, brows, eyes and forehead. They are all too perfect, and Lady Phoenix would always say he got his looks from his father."You asked for me," he said and all of a sudden, he saw their countenance change as they looked at each other.Lady Phoenix moved her eyes back to him and said, "Well, I was hoping we would eat first before anything. Come."Lady Phoenix stepped out of the room and Sage looked at Donovan who placed a hand on his back before he also stepped out.The place Sage now walked brought back lots of memories. He was walking in the large corridor that led to the dining room, the place where the memory of his father would often linger. He stepped into the
It was a bright sunny afternoon in a small town called Cinderville, a town for the peaceful as it is known. While other children could be seen playing around and giggling about, a little girl stood by her mother’s side watching them with delightful eyes. As much as she wanted to go play with the other kids, she knew she could not because that would mean disobeying her mother. Her mother has never allowed her to be with other children, let alone play with them.The little girl tore her gaze away from the kids and now looked at her mother who was busy talking to a woman in their neighborhood.“Did you say someone asked of me while I was away?” her mother asked the woman who was quite younger than her in age.“Yes,” the woman responded before she continued, “I didn’t know you had relatives from the higher class.”The little girl’s mother looked at the woman with a slight frown on her forehead and the woman gave an awkward laugh.“You know what I am saying. Ever since you came to this tow
When Kyra fell asleep after filling her stomach with food, Caitlin laid her properly on the mat and used her hand to smoothen her golden-brown hair. She has been blessed with a beautiful daughter and yet, the prophecy wants to take her away from her at a very young age.Getting up on her feet, she moved her eyes to look at the shady corner next to the door and she asked with a little frown, “Why are you hiding in your shadow?”Just as she said that, the dark shadow at the corner became a real person in form of a woman and she smiled upon seeing Caitlin. Caitlin stared at her from up to down, starting from her black hair to the hem of the expensive dress she wore unlike hers which had stitches on them and whose color already faded.“I came to see you after a long time,” the woman said and moved her feet towards her before her eyes fell on Kyra who was fast asleep.Noticing how she was staring at her daughter, she said to her, “Follow me,” and she turned around before heading to the ba
In Old-Vine Town, a place where mostly the old resides, Kathryn walked in a fast pace, heading towards the Blackburn mansion which was the oldest and tallest of all homes in the town and the old women on the way who knew who she and her family was, greeted her, but Kathryn only responded with a wave of her hand. Though she looked young to them, she has lived for over 120 years and it is a fact that most of the people at Old-Vine knows. The people are the only ones who accepts them for who they are and whenever a stranger make inquiries about them, they all pretend that they are a normal family.Kathryn marched to the front of their doorstep and one of their servants who already sighted her coming, quickly opened the door for her and stepped aside immediately so as not to meet her wrath. The woman of the house had just died and she was the next in line since her older sister, Caitlin, had cut ties with them and refused to come home.On getting inside, her Coven members, which were also