--Someone's POV-"How about you? Are you not going home yet?" Grandma asked the well-groomed child.They are walking on the pavement. It's not winter yet, yet the cold can still be felt."What is your name again?" Grandma asked the child."Knight," he answered.Grandma smiled at him sweetly. "Nice to meet you, Knight."The child simply smiled."So when are you going to go home?""Mom will pick me up. I'll call her. " He said."Why? Where was she? ""She's busy with our company."The grandmother nodded. "And how did you end up with those children?" She's talking about the children who live in the slums."I'm bored. I wanted to make friends. ""With them?"The child shrugged. "What's wrong with them?"The grandma stopped and smiled afterward. She tapped the child's head."Right, nothing's wrong with them."Grandma was surprised when the child suddenly reached out for her hand. She looked down on him."Grandma, can you tell me about the ending?"Grandma contemplated. With the child's doe
--Athena’s POV--"Athena! Athena! Wake up! "With a cold sweat, shaking, and a pounding heart, I woke up. I looked around to see where I was. I’m quite relieved to see the trees and hear the chirping of the birds. I might have fallen asleep here in the tree house."You’re having nightmares again?" Knight asked with a worried tone.I avoided his eyes and I sat properly. I’ve been dreaming a lot of weird things lately. It all started when my life was taken from innocence. I thought it was just a normal dream at first, but as I got older, I noticed how frequently I dreamed, not to mention how those dreams are connected, like they're a story."It’s much worse today," I whispered."How come? Did you dream of flying dragons now? " He laughed.I gawked at him. How would he react if I told him that it’s not just flying dragons but wolves that fight with swords that could kill only them? I shook my head and decided to just keep my mouth shut."We should go now. My father will look for me, "I u
I've always felt like I'm different. But not for extravagant reasons.I was born in the new millennium. It was the peak of the new year when I was born. The world was in a severe crisis, so one of my parents lost their jobs. They decided to live in the countryside, where the cost of living is not too expensive.I was fifteen when we learned about my mother’s illness. And only a year later, my father died. He killed himself because of severe depression."Your birthday is coming soon, Fajra. I'm sorry if I don't have a gift for you." Mom said this as I helped her eat.She's now bedridden. One of the reasons why I stopped going to school, apart from the fact that we don't have the ability to provide for my studies. I preferred to take care of her as well, because who else would do that?"Mom, I just want you to get better. That's all I ask from you. " I smiled genuinely."But Fajra, you are a gift from God." She insisted. "When you were born, you were lifeless. Your father and I begged t
I chuckled without any humor. I pushed the door close with so much strength to make a statement."Be gone! You freak! " I shouted. I was about to turn my back, but to my surprise, the door creaked slowly and opened.The man in his twenties appeared again in front of my door, standing while his dark eyes fixated on me. I hate how he looked so mysterious and good-looking."What the fvck?" I whispered. "How..." I couldn’t continue my words.I admit, he scared me a bit. But I didn’t let that get into me. I slammed the door again and locked the knob and even the double lock. My shaking hands calmed down when I had locked it all up. To the tiny drums of my heart, I leaned against the door and, to my horror, I saw the man inside our house standing.My eyes widened. My body shook me into mobility. I was scared, but I couldn’t scream. I grabbed the lamp from the hallway and threw it at him, but he just cocked his head quickly while taking a few steps towards me to close the gap.Running I had
I tried to control my shaking hands while I was sitting quietly on the ground, far from him. He’s standing in front of the window while both of his hands are behind his back, giving the appearance of a royal palace guard.No, that’s an understated description. With his good-looking face, lean physique, and tall height, not to mention his unusual clothing, you could actually mistake him as a prince. A prince waiting for his princess? And who’s his princess, you Fajra?I chuckled, dumbfounded. If this is all a dream, I can’t wait to wake up and laugh at myself. I must’ve gone crazy. Really."So, you m-mean… I am a princess?"From eyeing the moon outside, he turned his head in my direction. He nodded once, with the same serious look on his face.I chuckled again. He just stared at me with his unreadable expression. I turned serious when he looked at the moon again. I can’t believe that there’s no trace of a wound left on his face. I saw it with my own eyes; it healed on its own and his e
He was quite as he seat in front of me. Two mugs are in front of us. No one dared to talk. Any time now, the sun will be up already.I couldn't believe this. Last night I was dealing with my loss, and now a man claiming to be a wolf is in front of me. I don't know if it was because of sadness that I let him stay here with me, or because I was afraid of what he showed me. But no matter what, it's good that he's here to entertain me from the sadness I’m feeling.With my doubtful eyes, I reached for my hot chocolate and sip into it quietly. I simply stared at his face while covering my eyes with glasses because I still couldn't believe how there was no trace of a wound left on his skin.I saw it with my own eyes, how his skin opened earlier and how the blood flowed there. But after his eyes brightened, I saw how his wound gradually disappeared.I can not believe it. I can't blame myself because it's really hard to believe. And of all the things he said? I don't understand anything."Won
"Are you some spy or something?" I asked him a little aggressively. He opened his mouth and was about to say something but I intervened."No, that's ridiculous. We're not even suitable to be an asset to this country. What the hell am I thinking?” I talked to myself. I grabbed a handful of my hair before I face him again."I'm so sure it was you. You had a slip of the tongue already."He looked down on me. I have an average height but his height is still intimidating compared to mine.”Alright. There's no point in lying. Yes, I am the one who knocked on your door each of your birthdays which you only got to notice on your thirteenth birthday. Am I right?”I blinked thinking about it. I'm not sure but, yeah, I didn't notice it until I was removed from innocence.”But how in the hell were you that consistent for straight seventeen years? How old are you huh?”I asked more because what surprised me was that he looked so young. I think around twenty-four? I don't know."That's not importan
I did not expect my sleep to be that peaceful. I didn’t even had a dream. That sleep was so peaceful that I couldn't believe it's possible to have that kind of rest.When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was the rose next to my bed. I fell asleep crying with the memory of Pluto. In an instant the lethargy returned to my system.I slowly put the rose in the place where the sun hits it. I know these flowers need to be put in water but I don't have the willpower to do that. Its petals will also dry up until it dies completely. So I didn't see the reason of doing it at all.And one more thing, it's not from Pluto either. I don't know where that man got this flower from, I also don't know what his reason was. As long as I just leave it here until it withers.I got up and looked at the clock. It's almost noon but I can still feel the cold coming in from the window. I didn't even lit the fireplace to warm the house. I'm such a complete mess right now. I don't see the point of doing al