~I wish love was perfect as love itselfI wish all my weaknesses could be hiddenI grew a flower that can’t be bloomed in a dream that can’t come true~ -(BTS) Fake Love ------ -------- ------ ----- -------- ---- Stefanos: Three months later: I was watching Xenia go over the meadow picking out flowers, claiming she wanted to make more flower crowns for the little kids at the market place, but I had a brief idea for what she was taking those. “Are you sure you should be plucking those out? What if the owner of the place is secretly watching us?” I asked, almost in reference to what she does in my garden. Xenia stopped for a moment to gaze at me with a look of realisation before she shook her head. “If that was the case then whoever he or she is would have stopped us a long time ago, but looks like there really isn’t any owner who cares for this meadow as much as us.” “How would you know? What if he’s there and he’s just letting us steal them because he thinks we
~I'm the one I should love in this worldShining me, precious soul of mineI finally realized so I love meNot so perfect but so beautifulI'm the one I should love~ -(BTS) Epiphany ------------- --------- ------ ---------- -----Time seemed like a sloth to Stefanos ever since he had read the letter sent by his younger brother Keke. To him it felt like everything in the world had slowed down, the every single inhabitant of the world had stopped mid-point to watch him, to analyse him, to see how he would react to the news of his father's death.The news of his only remaining family’s death.And how he reacted to it you ask? Well, that was...complicated.Stefanos went about his life.After reading the letter, Wraya had greeted him with a melancholic voice, as if scared to disturb his master or hurt him. He offered to make himself tea, or just to help him get to bed and rest, but Stefanos denied it all. Instead the man occupied himself with sorting the numerous seeds in his se
~We've changed, you know?Just like everyone, you know?Yes, I hate you, you left meBut I never stopped thinking about you, not even a dayI miss you, honestly, but I’ll erase you'Cause it hurts less than to blame you~ - (BTS) Spring Day ------- ------- ------- ------ ------- ---------- Stefanos: It was during the early hours of the day when I finally found myself back in the manor of so many memories, with some cherish able and some covered with the malice and hatred that I had deeply rooted inside my heart. I release a huff of breath and I was make my way towards the giant gate that was of the manor, palms sweaty and lips shivering due to the early morning chilliness. There was a lot to come from my step mother after what I did to her sons, but I was ready to face it all, if it meant this would be the last time I would be coming here. The gate opened and inside I went, the butlers and servants bowing their head in respect as they went on and about their
~I'll smile, I know what it takes to fool this townI'll do it 'til the sun goes downAnd all through the night time, oh yeah,Oh, yeah, I'll tell you what you want to hearKeep my sunglasses on while I shed a tearIt's never the right time, yeah, yeah~ - (Sia) Unstoppable -------- ------- ------ ---------- ---------- While Stefanos stood there in the most front of all the guests attending the funeral, he made sure to keep a decent distance between him and his step mother, who stood in between her two crippled sons along with Keke. No longer was she crying and bawling her eyes out like she did earlier in front of Stefanos, her face a blank mask but the number of times she swallowed the bile in her throat said a different story. Keke had his hands fisted, his lips pressed into a thin line as he held back tears, but a few drops had already escaped. And the crippled brothers? Well, they were too crippled to cry for others, their misery and humility besting
~Before I let go of you, I didn’t knowThat the world I am inWas this lonelyPretty flowers bloomed and withered hereThe season of you will never come again~ (Ailee) I Will Come To You LIke The First Snow -------- -------- -------- ------- -------- Stefanos: It’s already been two weeks since father’s funeral and days couldn’t have been more different. There was me myself who is always moping around the house, with my long red robes trailing behind me with no means of taking a break. My mind was a blank canvas and even the flowers back in the garden could give a brief explanation on why they are all dead and none of them are getting watered. I’ve seen Wraya doing it every once in a while but it isn’t working like how a wolf who is professional at gardening can do it. Wraya, dear old Wraya. He has been trying his outmost best at getting me out of my trail of non-stop thinking and the constant moping around but all he gets in return is a swift movement of my h
~Loving youIs such a painful thingFeelings that can’t be emptiedIs such a sad thingMy dear, don’t forgetMy unstoppable love~ - (Davichi) Forgetting You, Moon Lovers Scarlett Heart Ryeo Stefanos stared at himself in the mirror, for the first time over a decade, he had unveiled the long mirror in his room as he stared at his reflection, his lips pressed into a thin line. While he remained calm on the outside, his insides seemed like they would explode from the pressure he was building inside him, his hand turning red from how tight he had fisted them. Meanwhile, Wraya leaned his large head against the window with a bored expression, his eyelids hooded in real boredom. "Sire, what are you doing?" "Staring at myself in the mirror Wraya." "I can see that, but why?" This had Stefanos’s attention, as he glanced at the reflection of Wraya, loosening a little bit of pressure. "What do you mean why? Aren't you happy? Surprised? Your master is looking at himself in the
~The only thing I can doIn the gardenIn this worldIs to bloom a pretty flower that resembles youAnd to breathe as the me that you knowBut I still want youI still want you~ -(BTS) The Truth Untold ---------- ----------- ----------- ----------- --------- Stefanos: I needed seeds. Yes, seeds. The first and only thing that I remembered as soon as I woke up the next morning. All my plants were dying and Xenia needed more money and if this is the only way to help her, I should do my best. “Wraya!” In no time the dragon was flying over to my room, tensed on why I was summoning him at this early hours of the day. “Yes sire, you called?” Landing swiftly on the ground he stood with his hinge legs folded on the front. “We need to go buy more seeds, Xenia is in desperate need for money and I need to help her.” I dragged myself from the bed and walked back and forth, my eyebrows furrowed in deep thought on what seeds will be more beneficial. “But sire…haven’t you
~I'm shaking and afraid but I keep going forwardI'm meeting the real you, hidden in the stormWhy did I want to hide my precious self like this?What was I so afraid of?Why did I hide my true self?~ -(BTS) Epiphany ------ ------- -------- ------- ------- ------ "Sire, let me come with you." "No Wraya, I have this under control." "Those men said there are dangerous creatures in there, you need me." "Those men like telling tales to get into people's head, and judging by your reaction, I believe they succeeded." "Even then, let me come with you." "You will draw too much attention Wraya." "Sire-" "What is going on?" Came a different voice than that of the said dragon’s master, making Stefanos and Wraya almost jump out of their skins. "Merciful Luna! Do that again and I will ban you from getting inside my tower!" Stefanos shrieked at Draco, clutching his heart in the process while the blond only watched with a frown. "You can't ban me, you need me." "Why does everyo