Forcing himself to move, Skye ran towards the curtains to see Anberine looking hunched over while gripping the sheets tightly. Allowing him to see the veins on the back of her hand bulging from how tightly she was gripping them, despite the fact her hair was covering her face and hands.
Slowly his right hand took her nearest hand, to his worry instead of feeling warmth her hand felt cold as ice. This in turn made him purse his lips in frustration.Was it worth it? Lashing out like that knowing that An
His heart continued to ache even now from knowing that they had lost time, that they should have left the castle without looking back.It was such a simple plan, one they should have prepared better and yet they were powerless to his father and his wicked schemes.On the other hand, it had been wise to have halted the idea of leaving. Just until she had been well enough to move and cope independently.Especially given the seriousness of it all. The last thing he wanted was to bear the consequences of meeting the wrath of her aunt, that is, if she were to find out what had happened.That and another thing stopped him from trying to get her to leave, to halt the plan completely in its tracks- fear. A thing that had he loathed given who had installed the feeling for many years.His father's hold back then had been too strong for him to stop or avoid, knowing that his fat
The afternoon light softly touched his eyes making them glow briefly, allowing a hint of loneliness to appear despite trying to hide the feeling whenever he saw the children and occasional families knitted together. Nonchalant about the world around them as they laughed with the other.Seeing this Skye gritted the left side of his mouth, meanwhile trying to keep the corner of the mouth from pursing to show he was troubled."Ugly Rat girl!" Skye forced his face to remain emotionless as a child's voice entered his mind, his heart twisted itself from remembering how he had been as a child. How his mother had told him to be nice to those who are either fortunate or not, to treat people the way they wanted to be treated."If only you knew that it would be the start of many misfortunes... would you have been that easy on me?" Skye mused before noticing that Rowan was staring at him with a curious expres
Skye while he tried to push the unwanted thoughts and images that continued to spiral around his head in a volatile manner, leaving one to wonder if they were inside a typhoon that continued to deprive him of staying sane."Why did you have to exist?" Pushing the shaky feeling inside, Skye immediately tugged Rowan's arm backwards startling Rowan enough to look back and take in Skye's weakened form."What's wrong?" Rowan asked as he now noticed that Skye's pale but vexed expression."You don't look so good love, do you need some air?" the woman asked, leaving Skye feeling some relief that someone could see he wanted to leave."I... I need to go" Skye replied firmly, startling Rowan once more."Why don't you just die already?! No one wants you here!""But we just got here" Rowan groaned only to see Skye narrow his eyes, now finally free of Row
Using his free hand, the young male pushed his curly black away from his face so he could take in the scene. His hair which was long enough to reach his lower back had been tied up with a few cotton brown strings, meanwhile allowed his semi-long fringe to sit on top of his shoulders. Allowing his black choker, which contained a blue teardrop to be seen in the center of it.His clothes however involved a worn brown shirt and lower knee-high trousers, on his right shoulder contained a large brown triangle-shaped leather strap in order to stop himself from being injured during work.His black eyes narrowed before huffing to himself, not wanting to take in the scene any longer than he needed to. After all, he had more important things to do."Just in case..." the male muttered to himself as a thought came to mind, he briefly observed Skye from the corner of his eye just in case the steward was up to something. Not t
The air grew misty in the now grey area, appearing as if all the colour had been filtered out leaving a dull, dismal atmosphere.Faceless people filtered past each other as they acted like mindless puppets without any strings, moving aimlessly through the town, leaving Skye puzzled as he continued to sleep. Unable to make out who the people were or why the world had become the way it has now.How it became like this Skye didn't know, all he did remember however was passing out on the bed. So how...? Why did this scene greet him?Was it a warning of some kind?Very soon, a faint silhouette of a person with long hair walked past a few people in the distance suddenly caught Skye's attention. However he could not make out who the person was. All that caught his attention was the person's plain sleeve as they soon blended into the people before vanishing into thin air."Murderer..
Musing with her cup in one hand, the woman observed Skye's haggard look."He looks like he's about to pass out at any given time" she mused while observing him a bit more before speaking."You should take time to push aside things that are trifling towards you" the woman noted while continuing to watch him. Just seeing the dark circles under the male's eyes left her wanting to purse her lips at how little he cared for himself. Reminding her of a few people she had encountered in her life."It's... very hard, especially when you are given no respite" Skye admitted taking her by surprise, her eyes blinked rapidly from how he admitted it without any reservation."Don't get me wrong, I have some people who worry but that's the last thing I want people to be... an invalid who could fall apart at any given time" Skye added tonelessly, nursing the cup with a faint look."So you
"An outcast who doesn't belong with either side, just an abomination created by lies and treachery" Skye noted before feeling her hand touch his left hand. Feeling her grip his hand, he noticed how it was very warm."Don't ever and I mean EVER say you would give up everything for anyone. That is the worst thing to ever do. You never know what things you would entail and the damage you could create. And also- never! Ever talk badly about yourself, especially in that demeaning manner" the woman said sharply, startling Skye enough to send shivers down his spine as he looked up to see her angry eyes boring into his.Confusion filled him, not knowing why she was even giving him such hope. Why was she being so nice to him? Did he even deserve such concern?He highly doubted it."You have more value than you can ever imagine, everyone does. Otherwise why are you even here? Why are you even alive? Never, eve