Within a matter of days, something had happened. Something more than just a simple rebound. Something to create a whole new level of self awareness. As luck would have it, my life had been conditioned over time to expect such events. Of course, I never asked myself if it was really a gift from God, but I was grateful for it, nonetheless. But it didn't mean I wasn't still feeling the effects, but one thing was certain, that it would pass, and not get any worse.
I opened my eyes to a new day, and to the beauty of the world. Everything was still, quiet, and warm. Perfectly still, with just the tiniest hint of summer breeze. As I glanced up, I had a near panic attack. Immediately, I closed them back again as the effect of the sun rays pierced my eyes through the window. Slowly, I opened them again to see a totally different environment. Everything looked completely different. Confused as I
"What's the matter Cilia?" Melinda came in from the kitchen, with a stream of oatcake on a piece of toast. You could never have too much oat cake. I love eating them.I flinched as I replied, "oh, nothing!""You sure...?""Y-yeah, y-yes yes, I'm okay!""Cilia... You're stuttering""Huh? Stu-, um, am I..? I'm not Melinda, I'm fine.""Hmmmm okay. But I heard you talking to someone, who was that?""Of course not! I'm not. I mean, I wasn't talking to anyone. I was just talking to myself."
I opened my eyes to vernal sunlight, filtered through the dead leaves. The grassy field was just a few feets away from the riverbank. The sun was warm on my face and the insects hummed around me. With a yawn, I looked up and saw small fluffy clouds of dust dancing across the sky. And then I realized that I was not dreaming, that I was really, truly alive. I woke up to a beautiful sun setting on a blue starry sky. And with a gasp, I saw that I was naked when I looked down to my thighs. Screaming to grab my clothes, I realized that I had been tied to a tree. For a moment I stood in total shock. Then panic began to set in as I struggled to get untied.Realizing I was alone, and that no one would hear me through the dense forest of tall dead trees, I turned around and frantically scanned the landscape for someone, anyone who could help. I turned to the west and for the next several minutes, as I
"Get the fuck out of my way you jerk! Do not bother explaining anything to me, I don't give a fuck about you anymore..! I hate you!!!""It's not what you think Cilia, I was caged!""And what's my fucking business if you were caged? Like I said, I don't give a fuck about you anymore! Get lost and burn in hell for all I care!" I spat. I was even surprised I could utter a word, for there was not even a single strength left in me."I couldn't have left you to suffer like that, Cilia; I was lucked up in a cage, using a magical spell from a witch. I looked for a way to come to your aid, but couldn't find any. But that doesn't matter anymore, I'm here now.""So you expect me to believe such crap?! And who cares if yo
"What could this mean?" Ben said, lifting it from the whole."Hold on! Hold on Ben, I think there's something more in there!" Sam jerked, checking the hole with his hands. He couldn't see why it clearly while it was in there, and he had to expand the hole some more."Wow! Come check it out Ben, it's a glass container with a lid."Yeah, go ahead, let's open it!"Ben leaned forward with a quick yell. Sam turned with a puzzled expression. Ben was about to open the container, but he wasn't sure why. After a couple of seconds, his eyes widened as he stared down at the crystal glass container. There was a single yellowish light inside of it. It was an almost steady orange glow. As Sam looked at the conta
With the fire ball still tightly and heavily wrapped in the cotton cloth, it's glow couldn't be seen. Sometimes it doesn't seem like you're gonna make it out alive in some situations, I battled between life and death."Where is the ball of fire you stole?" Alpha Silver slammed, shaking the cage with his heavy boots.Sam released a gaze at Ben, who stared blankly at Alpha Silver, understanding his question. Sam has less life in him now than he had when he lifted Cilia up the other time."I'm asking you, bastards! Where is the fireball you stole?" He chuckled, observing their mood. "If I ask that question again, I promise that one of your heads would go for an answer!" He spat, and the shock on the faces of Sam and Ben turned into grimaces of shock. He smirked, his
"Hurry.. Hurry...! Let's get the hell out of here before they get to us, immediately!""I just hope no one catches us here, cos if they do, I don't think they'll spare us for any reason!""Yes, you're right! Let's go...!!!"Just a few stamps away from their hideout, resounding steps blasted as it disrupted the stability of the earth."Hey, Hey! Don't you dare to take a tread, else...!" A masculine voice interrupted as their movement instantly came to a halt!"Oh no.. they're here...!""We'
One night, while walking in the park, he ran into a were and, not long afterwards, a white horse with dark, silky mane and tail, the same animal he had seen when he woke up, took him to the place of magic. There, he saw a woman who possessed a child of pure magic, the magic that would protect him against the other werewolves. Then the woman spoke to him."This is the story of Alita Creator's forara. She is the power that protects you, and this is her child, her son. He will help you against the werewolves until you find her. If you can defeat him, the enemies will be forced to respect you. The rules of the covenants will be suspended, and their soldiers will be impeded. But when the werewolf is destroyed, the rule of the Covenants will return to normal, and there will be war against you again. You will lose and you will be destroyed, but we will bring you back to life in a different way
Without anyone being around, she took out her phone, stretching it towards him."Here, let's talk over the phone!" She commanded. A wink released, left Malison hunting for more."Wow! So bold...! I must have her tonight!" He promised. Swiftly, he grabbed her phone, dialed his contact in and saved it. With no delays, he dialed his line. "Here please" he said, returning the phone to its owner."Alright then!""Please hold on!" He beckoned again."Can I call you?""Sure!" Malison nodded and his lips curled in amusement, accompanied with a smirk.