“Soon, my child. Soon heaven will come down to touch the ground. The choir will sing their beautiful song. When the sea was at its most calm state. When the tress bows down to kiss the earth. When the wind will help you kneel. Soon, the soldiers will gather to face you. But remember this child, you can always decide the day. Soon might be, tomorrow or the other day. Or it might be now. Choose, my child. Choose wisely.” ✒✒✒ Amilia woke up with a jolt. She had fallen asleep at the bedside table. After the small incident yesterday, Amilia and the others spent the remaining hours going through the grimoire again. Of course, sometime later, the Fallen disappear. That didn’t surprise Amilia but she needed to explain things to Lizzie. The Fallen had told them his fair share of knowledge about the Bellua and the Weaver’s plan. Or maybe, it was the Steward who was behind all of this. Amilia looked around the room. Lizzie was sleeping soundly on her bed. The grimoire was under her arms. Zephy
“Do we need to do this?” Lizzie asked her friend for the nth time. They were standing a few feet away from their first destination. The orphanage. And the plan was, that Lizzie and Zephyr would be posing as a couple who wanted to look for their missing child. Lizzie and Zephyr were both minors when Zephyr impregnate Lizzie so their parents took away their child. Now, both of them are looking for him. It was not a great plan but it’s better than nothing, as what Amilia said. And while the two of them are distracting the orphanage staff, Amilia and the Fallen would search for some children’s souls. “We can do this, Liz. You have been trained by the Acting Club for years during middle school. You can pull it.” Amilia said, also for the nth time, cheering up her friend. “Come on. We need to ask fast. We have many places on our list.” With that, Zephyr and Lizzie made their way to the front of the orphanage. Lizzie took a deep breath and then circled her hands around Zephyr’s arms. Zeph
“Oh my God!” Amilia gasp and clutch her chest as she takes in everything she was seeing. She had found the children. She didn’t know if it was a good thing or not. The good thing is that she had found them, the bad thing is their current state. They were not hurdled on the side like the ones she saw in her hometown, no. The children in front of her are doing different things. They were cluttered all around the place. Boys and girls, running around and chasing each other. Some were at the side of the room just minding their own business. It may look pretty normal but it makes Amilia nauseous. The children who were running around and chasing each other were shouting curses and saying bad things about the other. And the ones at the corner were doing something a child should not do. They are engaging in intercourse like they were being forced to do it. “Purest soul.” Amilia blurted out. “It was what appeal to them before they die. And their soul was stuck in here doing the last thing t
“Oh my God!” Amilia gasp and clutch her chest as she takes in everything she was seeing. She had found the children. She didn’t know if it was a good thing or not. The good thing is that she had found them, the bad thing is their current state. They were not hurdled on the side like the ones she saw in her hometown, no. The children in front of her are doing different things. They were cluttered all around the place. Boys and girls, running around and chasing each other. Some were at the side of the room just minding their own business. It may look pretty normal but it makes Amilia nauseous. The children who were running around and chasing each other were shouting curses and saying bad things about the other. And the ones at the corner were doing something a child should not do. They are engaging in intercourse like they were being forced to do it. “Purest soul.” Amilia blurted out. “It was what appeal to them before they die. And their soul was stuck in here doing the last thing t
There was a banging on the door that made Amilia pause midway in putting her spoon full of fried rice in her mouth. Lizzie had decided to make a bowl of fried rice for their breakfast. Lizzie, get up from her seat and opened the door. Amilia put her spoon down and listened to the conversation. She heard a familiar voice. “Help me.” Amilia also stood up and walk up to the door. There she sees the kid who was living with her father a few apartments down from her. She was clutching her door; her eyes were wide as a saucer and she was trembling. She looked at Amilia as tears swell at the corner of her eyes. “My Daddy…” The kid hiccups. “My Daddy, he…” She tried again. Lizzie was quick on her knees and put her hands on the kid’s shoulder. She smooths it down, trying to soothe the kid. “It’s okay. You’re okay. You can tell us everything slowly. You want to go inside?” Lizzie offered but the kid quickly shook her head. “No. We need to save my Daddy. There was… there was a… monster!” Th
“Are you truly, I mean, truly sure about this?” Lizzie asked Amilia. They were at the school library, crouched in the darkest corner of the room. The place was quiet and void of people. Ever since the previous librarian died rumors had been going around about her death. Some speculated that it was a heart attack. Some say it was one of the students and some say that there was someone who sneak inside the campus and raped her. But Amilia knew well what had happened then. But she brushed it aside, again. Not wanting to relish the memory. “Can we find some Stray here?” Amilia nod. She wanted to test her theory again. Stray would follow on the Shades movement. Anywhere the Shade can get a soul there was always a Stray following its movement. If Amilia and Lizzie were lucky enough they will encounter some Stray here at the library. Half an hour passed but they have not seen even smoke from Stray. No one enters the library either. “Amilia.” Lizzie was now leaning at the wall beside her
“Amilia.” Amilia turns to look at the Fallen. He had a serious look on his face. “What?” She asks. The Fallen look around the place. Eyeing everyone as they busied themselves with their task. Senna was drawing something at the side. “I need to talk to you. Privately.” He stressed the last word. Amilia look around too for a moment before she got up from the couch. She went to her bedroom and she wait until the Fallen had entered before closing the door. She faces him, her arms crossed on her chest. “What is it that it’s making you this secretive?” The Fallen look at her. His gaze was straight into his eyes. She was once again being sucked in with those gray orbs. His serious face was still there that only heightened his unearthly features. He was just staring at her, unmoving. It makes Amilia uncomfortable. “Hey, speak up. What’s wrong with you?” Amilia was looking everywhere but him. She was starting to squirm. “I was being called.” At first, she didn’t understand what he was sa
“Amilia.” Amilia turns to look at the Fallen. He had a serious look on his face. “What?” She asks. The Fallen look around the place. Eyeing everyone as they busied themselves with their task. Senna was drawing something at the side. “I need to talk to you. Privately.” He stressed the last word. Amilia look around too for a moment before she got up from the couch. She went to her bedroom and she wait until the Fallen had entered before closing the door. She faces him, her arms crossed on her chest. “What is it that it’s making you this secretive?” The Fallen look at her. His gaze was straight into his eyes. She was once again being sucked in with those gray orbs. His serious face was still there that only heightened his unearthly features. He was just staring at her, unmoving. It makes Amilia uncomfortable. “Hey, speak up. What’s wrong with you?” Amilia was looking everywhere but him. She was starting to squirm. “I was being called.” At first, she didn’t understand what he was sa