Twisted?. is it just her mind?. What was there?. What wasn't there?. kaylene?. "Kaylene. I am Kaylene delara reign." Madness within the cursed house in a twisted fate built on unknown fate. "Atlas Drystan. The medium who can see everything you seek help for." Yet, he is the source of evil and goodness in her life. Is it what they called fate and destiny?. Where things bounds to happen but there's a lot hole in her past?. And future seems too dark to ignore.
View MoreKael povIn this whole month, I was trying so hard to keep the girl alive. For a 10 years or more, I have lost count the years I have living, own several town near the mountain she was kept in, waiting until she realises of the world she live in. I can't keep bargaining with the devil anymore, this is where our deal met it's end, which mean, I only have some more years to live in, until the devil gets what he want. I keep the lands in peace or at least, those who survived will keep surviving. No funny business that could destroy the lands even more allowed. However, we have noticed some bizzare actions those people do. I keep the lands out of reach from whatever creatures out there, from their previous generation and until the next and the next, however those people wake up in a peace land, far from the lurking danger just outside the lands' line, and they made stupid things to fulfill their twisted wish. For now, we were investigating on how many houses has do ma
"Lissa, do you-""No."With one word replied, Lissa walked off from kaylene who was watering the plants at the front, kaylene nodded understanding.….Another day, kaylene walked in with some food she made from home, she really excited, wishing to have a lunch with Lissa, and let her taste her home cooked meal, she may not used cooking delicious food, but it was fine rather than nothing at all. She walked towards the counter."Lissa, I made some meals, should we have a lunch together?."Lissa only give her a glance before shoved everything to the ground. Kaylene's smile faltered for a second."Clean it up."Lissa emotionlessly uttered as she walked out the shop. It was lunchtime, but now she have to tight her stomach and wait for dinner. She didn't have breakfast since she was too busy making those lunch meals and now it's gone. She nodded.…."Lissa, there's a small carnival at the capital, on
Not a single chirp but pairs and pairs that they unsure how many of it. Half of a minute, that's what it took for the those in nest to come, silently just their described by their name "The sãlnes" a k.a "The silence". They are very sensitive to sound, very sensitive, as much as breathe could be caught. They would prefer them silence, and then only sounds they love, maybe the ripping flesh and bone. No one know how it's look, that's all myth but maybe some information at this moment.Chirp… chirp… chirp…The sound echoes, tempting, urging them to run. Barely make a sound, it's head poking from the grass, black shiny curved head, a hard and thick shell wrapped around it's skull, with a feature crawling like a crocodile, it's easily surpass the man's height himself, it's head as big as a human size before reaching its horned spine that run along reaching its spike tail. Slowly advanced toward the ripped jeans clothes man. A wet sound make him flinch as it's
Joshua povThe rumbles of those walls was coming closer. No matter how fast I forced myself to run, the quicker I got was narrowly escape the falling building. That was third time this week. I already lost the ground to run, lost all the place to shelter. Fate never sided with me, that's for sure. My chest was heaving like a horse pounded track, I knew every second I was getting weaker, not a single grain I could find to full my hunger, not even a sip of clear water, nothing more than a polluted rain and some leaves from the last three weeks. It's hard to live in this place, where the water was nothing but a thick pus or some called them purulent. It's thick, hot, that the river or any water sources were looks like a boiling liquid with bubbles come out and popped like a balloon. This land also isn't good for farming, it's too dried, humid weather that could prick your skin, expose yourself too much under the sun and the heat, it's will give you at least a month t
"On the first day?. Really?. You're late on your first day?."The lady in chrysanthemum's colour blouse behind the counter held a look of judgement as she place both her hands on her waist. She didn't even hide the distaste looks in her eyes as she eyeing kaylene up and down in a quick glance. "I am so sorry. Something I can't avoid happened on my way here. I promise it will not happen twice. I really regret my mistake."The lady went quiet, her judging eyes didn't move. Her chin lift up, her chest puffed out, her posture was anything but not in the friendly way. A posture she never get to master, even if her parents whipped her in the morning till the night and kept her hungry for a few day until the next session of practice 'elegance' again. Kaylene went anxious since the pause the lady took was dragging to much for her to bear. She knew something like this would happen, she mustered up every sanity and bravery left afte rthe incident yet it's
The dust in the dry air was something common in the area. The night sky was adorned with white shining pearl, twinkling their light, decorating around the lonely moon. The cold night embracing the world, while the clock ticking away indicating people's life moving, passing the temporary night. The still trees on each side of the road, the cars queue up just beside the road, every creatures was having the rest to the fullest. The birds in their nest, the wild boar in the deep forest probably in their own place to rest. But to some, the night still early, the clicking click was just a thing they should ignore. Their life still needs to be fulfilled where people couldn't see their business because they were busy to have rest after long tiring day to notice these people. Somehow, the road was empty that night. The same road that those buff giant men line up, guarding the place. In the foggy night, a man, completed with dark attire, crossing the road as if the world is belong to him. No o
The footsteps were silent, there's no heavy footsteps thumping on the ground anymore, but, the smells never left. The hot steam felt near to her left shoulder, as if that creature mocking her by staying in still. Stirring a mess in her head. By the realization of where it was, her tears drops on her cheeks.The low growl somewhere in the greenhouse were heard again, a playful growl, a mocking one. The silent weren't so peaceful like in the daytime. It make her realise time were so slow, make her realise she was vulnerable and helpless. But, the faint growl make her knew she wasn't alone, nor the idea that a presence was there to comfort her, it's playing in her head. A game she refused to play, a game she never submit herself in.The nervous in her chest wasn't a nervous of her parents stares on her when she do something wrong, it's a nervous of knowing the same creatures who hurt her, abuse her, physically and mentally were here, again. The deep guttural sound were made, close to he
Early dawn easily slipped through the end of night, open another curtain of new chapter of life. Making its way towards the endless possibilities within the limited time before the darkness take over the new day again.It was a bone chilling, or that's how she felt that early morning. The shower took longer that she thought, perhaps because of the excitement or maybe because of nervousness that stirring her head, thinking she might be stink since she haven't have a proper soap and toothbrush, she thought it was far convenient than many months ago where her family used to brushing their teeth with a birch twig, fraying at the end. It's was an horror she had to go through. Not to mention, the scrub from hardwood ashes but her family was keep advancing themselves, in a few months they already use a rose shape soap.She knew she hasn't have a good stuff in the cabin but she was sure she will make a good money out of the job and buy a lot of necessaries. But for now, she was nervous if she
````Would it be the last dawn?.°````The pitter-patter on the cabin's roof, the smells of wet ground, the slow and cold breeze, the silence, the ambiance. The world slowly comes to morning, the calming state of early dawn, the calmness that would be addictive after all the storms and wild nights. The way the branches would dance gracefully, the way leaves swayed in the air. The way everything starts a new day, a new dawn, a new morning, a new ambition for some, and another restless day for others.She stares into nothing, recollecting the memories of her sweet little brown fur ball, and khakis. The loudest, the most cheerful among his siblings, the sweetest, the warmest. The white spot on his left thigh always attracted her attention. The way he came to warm her after the rain stopped, literally every night, the warm soft fur ball became the memory. Yet, after he died he still wanted her to stay warm.That morning, she refused to go out. She refused to stay away from Carla and her k
It's three a.m. when the whisper gets louder, it's eating all the senses in her head. Four soft red walls intensely stared her back, Murals of a fantasy world lay lifelessly on the wall. The door which she was always wary of, leading to her wardrobe room much bigger than a normal house living room, became a place for numerous clothes, different types of them. Yet, all the fancy feed her fear like throwing a dead tree to the angry fire. The fluorescent sticker on the ceiling wasn't supposed to live and laugh but every night she saw them dancing and mocking her, crying at the corner seeming to be angry about something. The folding door to the bathroom seems to be the scariest of all, there's always something behind it. They scream, begging, and wailing for something she doesn't understand. She was nine after all.She was nine, and on the night of her birthday, she was supposed to get excited about the arrangements her parents has done, but nothing could make her heart flutter from the
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