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“I’m late for my next class!” Clara hollered at Julianna, a sprightly blonde she had met in her practice of archaeology class.“See you third period!” Julianna yelled as she scurried in the opposite direction. It was a sunny Tuesday and Clara was realizing what Julianna had meant when she said the previous day had been a cakewalk. Half the lecturers had been yet to resume which Julianna had explained happened most Mondays because most of the teachers come from other states, so it was mostly free periods on Mondays. That Tuesday however had been the exact opposite, everyone had resumed hot and ready for school, except Clara. She was not used to the demanding nature of Easton, wasn’t ready for the endless assignments every class seemed to bring. She was halfway through the day but felt as if she had gone through an entire week already. She hurried through the hallway, alternating between her pink parchment paper and scanning through the crowded hallway. She made a turn to the left, th
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The wind picked up pushing her hair against her reddened cheeks. Shivers swept through her as howls rang loud in the area surrounding the crater she held onto. The wolf continued to nibble and drag on her boots, it’s razor sharp, crowded teeth burrowed into her muddy boots. Clara ground her teeth in pain as she begged all her muscle strength and pulled her weight higher but it was no use, the tree trunks dragged her right back where she started, red oozing through the cotton fabric and onto the creature’s teeth as it bit even deeper. The dimming night sky did nothing to placate her growing anxiety. How had she gotten there?She did all she could even as the sand gave way to the extra weight of the ten pound wolf holding her legs captive and the tree trunks pulling her down. Clara reached for a tree trunk few millimeters from her sandy support, she lost her balance feeling her muscles protest as all the weight was transferred to her other hand. The wolf ripped off her boots, its claws
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The walls were patchy, almost cracked, and present in its interstices were thick lines of crusted blood. Blue trails, so timeless, they had inadvertently contributed to the aesthetics of this black pit, a colourful mural for the dungeon walls. The hardened blood tracks told stories of the countless lives taken in that very room. The dominant yet equally aversive smell of dewy metal akin to the blood of the witches, deepened his need to be excused from the scene. Wails, screams and tortured sobs filled the cramped room as more witches were mutilated, dismembered and frivolously punished. The air was stale with a disgusting mix of charred flesh, sawdust, sweat and rotting corpses. A paroxysm of strong mournful squalls broke out as yet another witch was bludgeoned with the swing of the long, heavy sword, its tip gleaming in the sunlight peeking through the only window in the dungeon. A stream of blue blood jetted from the lower half of the body comparable to a fountain of paint, her plea
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The journey from the capital to Jailoon was short and uneventful. Janus wasn't to return for the next three Lecanther days and Evander couldn't wait that long without Clara noticing and becoming suspicious. Agrippa had once mentioned a potion witch she had trained with that taught her all she was allowed to a traveller witch by potion witch laws. Evander disembarked from the thin broom, wobbling a little as he stood on his two feet, the slippery ground doing nothing to help him get his footing. He was struck by a sudden wave of weakness he could not explain, his vision swirling with each step he took deeper into Jailoon. He paused for a few seconds, shut his eyes and when he opened then back up, his vision has cleared out.The village had been plagued with endless rain for as long as Evander could remember but never as bad as this. The puddles of dirty water lured in a variety of bugs, insects and amphibians. The bark of trees separated off the trees, falling limply and weakening the
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Some people really deserve to be starved in a cave and then ripped apart!First, she made him come to school on his only actual work free day and not for something reasonable but for this?! Without extra pay?! He already had his hands full with all the work she dumps on him for keeping his secret and now he was stuck tutoring a 'student' who felt it was a wise idea to skip school for half the entire session because her parents were victims of a tragic accident. He could understand needing some time but needing half a year?! What for? What could she have been doing with all that time that she was finding it hard, struggling enough to draw the attention of the personal assistant to the dean. But then again, that didn't make any sense, they hadn't written any tests in the two weeks since she had first attended his class.Lucian fumed, glared at the cause of his added workload, and got even angrier when she flinched, taking a sideways step away from him."Sorry," He heard a quick mumble.
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“Where did you say you were from again?” The brooding guy which turned out to be her history lecturer and now her personal tutor blurted out, further increasing her confusion. He had been nothing but a brute all day making her second guess her wish to find him, and now, he expects her to tell him where she was from, why would he even be interested in that. She considered not telling him anything at all because one, he didn’t deserve to know eventhough it wasn’t too much of a big deal, and two, she didn’t want to. She settled for vague.“I’m not from here sir,” she responded, “I have been here only once though but due to the distance...” She added so it seemed as natural as possible.“I know. I get you but I wasn’t asking if you were from here or not though. I asked where exactly you were from.” He pushed, still walking in step with her. Why is he still here?! Minutes ago he sounded like he’d rather be anywhere else but around her. Maybe he felt bad for being unnecessarily rude? Could
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Clara sighed in relief when she arrived her room. She ached everywhere; physically and mentally. Dealing with that cold professor for the past two weeks was not something she had a pleasure of doing. She might have been glad to stare at his face for the entire session if he kept his vexing mouth shut."Hey Clara," Steven called, his gritty voice already a familiar sound to her ears."Yeah, what's up?" She called back, her hand frozen on the doorknob."Mr Storme said to come by seven pm today, said he had a class before you guys tutorial?" He quirked a brow at her, barely containing a smirk. "Never knew you were the tutorial type. Is there something I should know about?" She could see the hints of a smirk, causing a dent to appear in his right cheek."Seeing as you only started being a nuisance in my life barely two months ago, I doubt you'd know what type I am, idiot." She smiled back rollng her eyes "Escaping the question I see." Now he didn't bother hiding his smirk, his annoying d
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Clara woke up with a throbbing ache and a needle to her temple. She grumbled rubbing at the side of her head, spreading her fingers towards her forehead. The pain intensified causing her to flip her leg over the edge of the bed. She opened the little box she always kept above her bed, picked some aspirin and gulped the tiny white pills, wrinkling her nose when the distasteful smell hit her nose. Just like everything else bad in her life, the headaches—if you could call mind numbing pain an ache— started just after her incident at the parking lot. She waved it off as just the usual morning headaches from cortisol levels but this was different, more painful, came anytime it so desired and worse of all, unheard of, or so the school nurse had put it. She made a mental note to visit a real doctor later that week, knowing at the back of her mind she would postpone it when the time arrived.She slipped off the bed taking her duvet along with her to save her some of the chill. She could swear
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