Fierce untamed flames and flailing dreadful screams became my everyday bedtime story. It creeps into my mind, corrupting my once lively dreams into nightmares. I tried to bury it all deep down into my guts yet it only kept resurfacing, pleading to be released from this benighted prison of misery and sorrow, wishing to see the so-called light one more time.
I realized I was the one foolish on that part. That these dark cold demons inside me crave for the warmth of the light even though they know they would perish, and I obliged them from that due to the fact that I cannot just let things go.
Just because I am afraid to remember, I am afraid to feel too much. I have prolonged my agony for so long that it clouded me from recognizing freedom.
After all those terrible years of being alive, I decided to let it go. I faced my demons head-on with the courage that I could muster. I devoted myself to ending this century-year-old suffering of mine once and fo
Too much happened today;A lit-up motivation to end my connection with her and then,---a waver.Surely, the past has nothing to do with her anymore; she is not the person they knew back then, but, why is it bugging me?I thought as I stared at the candle-lit wooden ceiling while lying on my bed.What made it worse is that she is loved regardless of her sins, and even though she is at her worse. The fact that those kinds of people, the good one, are the one who is still hoping for her to come back is unrealistic. I mean, is it even possible, for humans, to create such a pure and strong bond?How come someone still loves an evil-deprived person?What made them think she has hope?I heaved a deep sigh at these idealistic questions in my mind.Betrayal and greed,---that is their nature, so I guess, forgiveness and selflessness either, huh,I closed my eyes, deciding not to think much about it, but I failed when I rem
An intimidating silence somehow woke me up, just to find myself alone in a grim and prison-like room, as I rested my back on the wall. I tried to stand up, only to find myself cuffed from hands to feet which I just recently noticed. My hands are roped on my back and on my ankles too.“What happened?” I softly mumbled, trying to remember what came to pass.I went to visit Rhys by early midnight at the Bescheil residence to ask her about her upcoming birthday, only to hear she was not there. Well, my actions were quite questionable too, since it is already midnight, and I am known to be cold-hearted around her.Upon leaving, that was when I blackout. For heaven’s sake, who dares hurt a princess and store her in such a filthy place?!I glanced at my surrounding. The walls were made of mud bricks, a table far in front of me, and a wooden door on the left side of the wall that I am facing. The floor is made of stone. There are no windows, and
A damn miscalculation, that is what you get from letting idiots do the job. Everything always ends in disaster or surprises. Just like meeting a cunning girl or some annoying brat similar to this person in front of me.Her fair twisted blond hair plus her spotless and clear skin as wore a classy purple dress hinted her extravagant way of life. How does it feel, leaving your comfortable tower?“Geez, this bread is quite bland, don’t you have some cream or sauces to add some flavor to it?” She protested while chewing some of the bread I gave her as she sat in front of me, untied. She has been complaining about it a hundred times already. It is irritating me.I threw my Katana on the table, making her squeal with shock. It is to remind her she is a hostage and not some guest to feed. She isn’t even overwhelmed from this abduction and was acting like she is home.People here are horrible. They are accustomed to saving themselves that t
As I quietly sat on this dirty and cold stone tiles inside this mud-made prison, solely remembering how we even ended up here.After we reached Leonor’s grave, we found no one, no one but a fresh ‘R’ mark carved on a tree, which Rhys must have left for us to follow, leading us towards the gloomy woods until we reached this mound-like place.I fathomed she is aware of the situation, how?We were supposed to give a signal to the army, but this idiot ran towards the front gates swarming with guards like some fated hero while shouting “I’m coming for you, retarded sister!”“What the heck was that, Prince?!” I annoyingly shouted onto him as he was sitting far from my side while resting his back on the mud-brick wall. We are in some war zone now, let us put courtesy aside.“Geez, Theon,” He slightly laughed, forced one. “But we managed to enter this place unhurt, right?” He scratched
(Before the quake..)After leaving the two behind, I decided to investigate more. I was lucky and unlucky at the same time, to take a glimpse of the situation when I visited Leonor’s grave just to find something.A flying black dragon passed nearby my location. I am not interested actually, not until I recognized that curly blond hair of hers dancing with the icy wind on top of that dragon. I then followed their trail by keeping my eyes on it until I reached this place. I also managed to leave traces behind, hoping someone would even come there to look for it.I wonder if the dragon that fought Leonor is in this same group.Astrays huh, I wonder.Astrays are old enemies lurking around but I haven’t fought one though, since the other generals and Harith are mostly obliged to those kinds of works.Why did they suddenly suspect the Astrays? Did they find that piece of old paper?There is no dou
My eyes broaden, as the footsteps had ceased. With the help of the moon, for a moment, I had forgotten what pain feels like when my entire body was overridden by shock for there in front of me,---Is a demon.He was just like that green-haired demon, but he owned a pair of reddish-black bat-like wings. His pupils were like of the dragons’, black oval pupils yet owned a pair of red iris.An odd set of horns, he has, on top of his black long hair; the right one was cut off short, but the other one seemed to be in a good shape.His upper clothing was stripped off, showing off his chest and torso covered with lopsided red small scales. His hands to his fists, it was concealed with moderate flakes, only to appear like an armored gauntlet. Moreover, on his face, the left side was almost covered with nothing but scales.Just what the hell is he?“I never thought you could push me to the point where I will need to equip,” He coldly
I am a hunter.I hunt both people and dragons for money and leverage, and I do it without pleasure. Those requests and offers are mostly consisting of assassinating humans, and they are as well mainly hailed from another human being.How disheartening, was it not?Ever since dragons were not considered a threat anymore, greed besieged unity and power overrule virtue. The human world had been divided ever since or maybe even longer than that. Dragons had become their tool in keeping the line drawn on their ground, to remind other people of their rank or status.“I am more divine,” –that is what I decipher on that scene.I was raised in a felonious world, and in there everything is a game. As a creature of unique identity, there is a need for me to conceal and adapt. My world revolves around ‘hunting and survival’ without exploiting my ‘other side’.I am able to live within my own virtue while retainin
It must have been hours ever since that incident and I am glad everything went well in just one night.Rhys’s wounds had been treated, but she is still unconscious. Hera is still coping with her terrible experience, and they chain the one and only enemy at the prison. The King ordered a search at the enemy’s headquarters and Harith led the investigation.Yeah, it is that prince who is leading it.I judiciously thought as I silently stared at the window, silently sitting on my office table. The scene was giving off midday sighs. I am quite tired, I haven’t got a good night sleep ever since yesterday.It's been bugging me out for hours already, why ‘his companions ran off and as to why he stayed. It is too strange to let it aside, knowing that he surrendered without a fight.How did they enter the castle unnoticed, anyway?I wonder if Harith already questioned him.His figure back t