ANMELDENSERAFINA The plan would be sealed tomorrow. Whether the heavens liked it or not, nothing was going to stop me tomorrow. If they thought I had given up on him, they’d better have a rethink. Finally, the lights to the library went off after which the keeper locked the glass door and shuffled the key into his back pocket. I waited for him to walk back to the parvern where he would submit it, so I could sneak in and take it. My plans to summon the guardian would be finalized tomorrow and by next tomorrow on the night of the full moon, I would finally have a chance to give him a piece of my mind. Its been fourty days since the day I had rejected him coldly, and I was still nowhere near my senses. But despite everything we had given through, the fate of Rapheal's death was still on. So I decided to take matters into my hands. I had already come too far to give up. Besides, I had nothing to lose. Marionette had no idea about my movements, a
RAPHEAL “What do you mean?” I demanded, holding my gaze against his unsettled face. I was gathering ever single restraint in me. “I don't know…” he hesitated again. “Rapheal, please I need you to calm down.” “But the temple..” I chipped in, ignoring the news he just announced. “Serafina is there.” “Turns out it's a fake address.” He sighed. “It never existed.” My eyes narrowed. “Is this some kind of prank?” “I understand how you feel but we have to be..” “Be what Ruben?” I queried. “Am I supposed to leave her in there?” “You know where she is?” Is this some kind of joke? “The temple of course!!” I yelled with thin patience. “Look Ruben, I know you are concerned about me but this isn't the time to make silly jokes.” “I should be saying that same thing to you.” He replied. “I just said the temple doesn't exist. The adress miss Ciara gave us is a fake. There is nothing like that in this whole wide world.” He wasn't joking. “So where do you
RAPHEAL “Serafina left you for good, Raphael.” “I warned you! Several times I tried to make it clear to you that she was not good for you. Yet you didn't listen.” I hated my mother. And I hated the fact that she was beginning to sound right. Going to the temple, passing out occasionally from exhaustion, getting hoisted back to my mansion, and waking up with half of my body attached to IV drips and machines had been my routine for three weeks now. Although my brain was cloudy, her words were as clear as a lake, ringing loudly in my ears and cruelly reminding me of my misfortune. I stared at the only thing I could grasp from her disappearance, the ruby heart shaped necklace. It had nearly cost an arm and leg to retrieve it from the station, given it was found at Don Columbus’ murder scene. Tears threatened to pool at the corners of my eyes, but I quickly pushed them back, as soon as I heard footsteps approaching. I suddenly became aware of my en
SERAFINA “Serafina!!” His voice resonated louder, as Ciara and I raced to the down floor. “Please Sera I need to talk to you! I promise I won't take much of your time please. I just..” the breaking of his voice twisted something in me. “How..” Ciara trailed off, wearing her shock on her face. “He's probably dead.” Someone muttered behind us. Pretty much everyone had gathered at the sound of his voice. The temple wasn't visible to humans, except they died some sort of painful death and was supposedly lost on the path to the afterlife. There in, the temple becomes visible to them and they come to seek help. In most occasions, they usually come bearing a grudge at the news of their death, and their trespassers are assigned to special missioniers. At least, eighty in every hundred task came from these spirits, while the rest were special orders from the heavens. Like Rapheal. There were off situations at time, like when someone cursed them so despe
RAPHEAL The familiar scent of mint assaulted my sense of smell, and I quickly opened my eyes. Despite the heaviness lounged in them, my brain did a quick check for me, fully jolting me to reality. Finally gathering my strength, I sat up to the dark empty room which was originally mine. I was back at the mansion. I looked around, quickly scanning for any abnormalities like Serafina, even though I knew she wouldn't be here. It made my chest tighten. Pushing the large duvet aside, I walked to the not so far vanity table, poured myself a glass of water and gulped down. If I couldn't treat my heart, at least I could tend to my parched throat. I must have been out for so long. Ruben walked in the next second, his face assuming its usual scorn and judgement. “You are awake.” “You are here.” I replied, stopping in front of the mirror to observe my disheveled look. Even my shadow would have been disappointed. The almighty Rapheal Dekoms who made heads rol
SERAFINA When it dawned on me that I had lost all sense of feelings in me and that they had been replaced by an eternal feeling of numbness, was when everyone scampered for safety in the temple, fearing for their lives hence they fell into the hands of Marionette and incurred her unforgiving wrath. Everyone knew better than get on her bad side. Everyone except me. So that morning, when the normally serene temple was suddenly replaced by chaos, I knew I had tempted her again. But I was too numb to feel any emotions. “Where the hell is she?” I heard her voice yell from the hallway downstairs. “Serafina!” I was supposed to run. But I didn't want to.. “Serafina!!” She yelled again, followed by the sound of a crashing glass. She had probably ruined one of the sculptures placed at the gallery. A frantic knock echoed through my door. “Serafina!” Ciara whispered. “Holy fucking Mary.” “Open this door!” She whispered again. “You need to get of here!”
RAPHEAL I never believed in fantasies nor ghosts nor unnatural suspensions. But as I stared back at Serafina, it dawned on me that some things were beyond human recognition. The world had stopped moving. My breath caught in my throat as I tried to make sense of her. Yet no
SERAFINA. Your instincts can sense when something is about to happen to you. I had already sensed mine on my way home after fighting with him. While the sudden blurry vision from tears, aching heart and muffled scream was expected, the dark presence that chilled my spine wasn’t. By the ti
RAPHEAL.Background song: My tears ricochet by Taylor Swift. She had done more harm than good. But knowing Serafina, that smug look on her face was proof enough that she wasn't one bit regretful of the fact that she had put herself in harm's way. For all I care, Delanxy might have stabbed her
SERAFINA. Kill or get killed.. My spine froze from the coldness of the air that hit us as we stepped into the conference room, which was a massive auditorium situated at the heart of the hotel. It was designed into a descending semi-circular structure with rows of cushioned seats where the







