Deaths Possession의 모든 챕터: 챕터 11 - 챕터 18

She’s curled like a cat in the center of the bed I had made for her. Embroidered sheets, layered blankets, pillows stacked like a nest, I could’ve laid her in fire and she wouldn’t have flinched. Not with the way her body gave out, some silent part of her had decided it was safe to collapse now, that I was safe. Poor, deluded thing.She doesn’t know half of what I am.The carved armchair I'm sitting in across from the hearth is comfortable for keeping watch. One ankle rests on my knee, fingers are steepled under my mouth as I watch her chest rise and fall, her breath has finally steadied, but there’s a tightness to it, she’s braced for the world to fall again. It will. That’s the truth of it. I’ll burn kingdoms to keep her warm, but even that won’t keep the flames from licking her heels.When I got the wardrobes fitted with clothes for her, I knew they would fit perfectly, better than those rags she was in. I left her in the hoodie and jeans, only taking off the boots before slippin

She sips juice, folds her napkin, picks out slices of mango and pear. It’s methodical, calculated. I watch her jaw work, as her gaze keeps drifting to the view beyond the glass, trees swaying, birds she’s never seen before, a distant shimmer of something flying overhead.Every movement is... careful.At least there should be questions, panic. As far as she knows shes a human and this is an alien world, for fucks sake just hours ago I told her I was death. Surely if she was dying I of all people would be able to fucking tell.I speak low, testing her. “You’re quiet this morning.”She hums in response, eyes still on the sky. “It’s peaceful.”“Is that what you want?” I ask. “Peace?”She doesn’t look at me. “Isn’t that what everyone wants?”I watch her take another bite. She chews, swallows, wipes her mouth, looks back out the window.No, she doesn't want peace. This is a girl who would annihilate citites for her next meal, I watched her fight off a rogue Fae with only a broken bottl

Five minutes.He only gave me five minutes.That's foreplay to whatever kind of fucked-up game he thinks this is, I don't wait to find out what happens after five.I bolt.No hesitation, half a plan, pure animal instinct firing in my blood like gunpowder. I sprint down the hallway like a woman on fire, boots slapping against cool stone, every door a blur, every shadow a threat. Past the breakfast nook, past the room with the stupid paintings, past a mirror I catch half a glance of myself in; wild eyes, tangled hair, panic etched deep into every muscle.Cute.The outside door I saw earlier appears ahead and I crash through it, shoulders banging into carved wood, wind slapping me full in the face as I stumble out into open air.Go, Go, GO.I tear down the side of the house, pushing my legs harder, faster. There's no one here, i've not seen anyone but the two picks since he dragged me here, no staff, no witnesses, me and the towering hedges and the endless sprawl of meadow ahead. I aim f

Reinforced iron screams against ancient stone as I shove the door open with a crack. The sound ricochets through the corridor, an ugly sound that I soak in. Ozone coats my throat, the same metallic bite that fills the atmosphere moments before lightning rips the sky apart. Fitting.As I cross the threshold carefully contained power pulses across the floor and up through walls, this hub is me; my mood, energy and right now it appreciates the annihilation on my tongue.Crystal conduits that snake through the rock in crooked lines feed energy to the enormous circular table suspended in the center of the room.Above it the realms turn lazily in midair.I stare at it too long.Us