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¬Luella
Thought’s estate was ice cold as we arrive.
Maybe, in theory, it wasn’t my best idea to invite Emmett back here. There is a storm lingering in Thought’s eyes, as Emmett walks in, marvelling at the beautiful home the immortal has created for himself. But like I expected, Thought is being polite. His way of doing so, though, is being dead quiet, only speaking when he gets the chance.
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(If you’re confused about the timeline, Thought is set AFTER Time’s novel. Contains mild spoilers for Time)¬LuellaThe sheer shock of it had my mind returning back to where it belongs.Pain burns in the back of my eyes, having me flinch back. Holding my face, I stop myself from screaming at the pain, the colours dancing in my vision, before it begins to fade away. When I open my eyes again, Emmett is staring at me, dumbfounded at my sudden reaction to absolutely nothing. But it’s not Emmett. It’s another immortal harnessing power to pretend to be my old friend.And of course it would be Time. Of course it would be Thought’s brother...I wish I could know his motive, but whatever just happened, didn’t supply me with that information.I’m assuming that was the curse. With uncontrollable ease, I was able to slip into hi
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¬LuellaI can’t hide my skepticism for Time’s claim to protect me.He’s been here for a few hours now, wandering around, examining Thought’s house with a consistency that is clearly irritating Thought. But knowing the pointlessness of shooing the immortal from his home, he has bitten his tongue, and allowed for Time to stay, as long as he supplies us with information about the immortals who are aware of the curse affecting me.But he’s been awfully frugal in the manner of which he is imparting information. Thought is clearly tense with the unannounced arrival of his brother, but has the peace of mind to stay quiet about it
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¬LuellaI scream.Rushing toward the edge of the cliff, slipping over the dew on the grass, I desperately search below into the darkness to see where Time’s body has fallen. Surely he can’t die from this...right? He’s immortal, so it would take a lot more to kill him than simply falling off a cliff into the bush below, but the thought of him being injured, even if Time isn’t my favourite immortal, makes me feel ill.“Time!” I shout down the cliff, seeing nothing but inky shadows swirling tauntingly around a void of darkness, the immortal nowhere to be seen. I don’t have abilities to heal like him, so if I slip, which the stones
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¬LuellaThought sits in front of me, looking me dead in the eye.He’s dragged me right to the top of his estate, in a small room clouded in dust with one small window letting in a small amount of natural sunlight. His plan, to see how capable I am with the powers I’m developing. Thought doesn’t think it will go any further than being able to get into Time’s mind, but I have my doubts. I feel different, like there is power flowing endlessly through my veins.“We need to work on controlling your power. You waking up in the middle of the night not realising your set on walking an immortal off a cliff cannot happen anymore. Es
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¬LuellaMy blood chills as panic sets in.It’s finally happening. The immortals have had enough waiting around for me to come out of Thought’s territory to attack, and are here to finally take me away. Thought has been vague about the immortals intentions are for me; maybe they want to find out how to replicate the curse, maybe bleed me out or disect my brain.“Who is it?” I ask, not ashamed of my shuddering tone. Thought and Time exchange glances, clearly as anxious about this visator as I am. Yet they aren’t the ones who may be potentially dragged away by this person, never to be seen again.
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¬LuellaDeath is exactly how I imagined her to be.She has similar features to Thought, with long, straight dark hair that hangs down to her hips. With each time of her head, her hair seems to glimmer with a silver sheen. Her eyes are silver, like Thought’s although a more muted grey. They seem to be alive, like dark tendrils of fog swirl endlessly around her irises.And just to make her more like her namesake, she is dressed to head to toe with skin tight clothing, which is as black as obsidian. She is gorgeous, but undeniably intimidating. I can feel the power radiating off her, as if she is about to grab me, and drag me
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¬LuellaThe water runs across my skin, a gentle, warm caress.This is the only place I can find peace, after waking in Death’s realm. I’m unsure of whether to be angry at Thought or not, to blame him for putting me here. After last night, I’m more motivated than ever to get into Death’s head and determine for myself why she really wants me here.Because something tells me it’s not to protect me. Even if Thought thinks it is.Leaning back against the showe
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¬LuellaI raise my hand, starting down at it.I’ve been in another immortals head before, but this time, it’s different, I can feel it. Instead of being able to see into his memories, I am in Revel’s consciousness, able to control his body. Awkwardly, I move his limbs around under my control, feeling the strangeness, but also the power. Revel is a Sin, with power that is different to mine. I can feel is streaking through my veins.Shaking myself off, I think, staring at my own body, which just stares back at me, void of consciousness. I can use this to my advantage for as long as I can, maybe even go speak to Death and find out
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