Beatrice In The Divine Comedy Novels & Stories

You must see us for who we really are. In her mind she saw Jamie, Gary, Gordon, Raymond, and Mario. They were all looking at her, their smiles bright yet there was a hint of melancholy in their eyes. The edges of their faces began to shimmer, an effervescent dazzling light consumed them and Beatrice was confronted by five golden orbs that now danced in front of the pervading light about her, each with a corona of undulating flame. One orb moved forwards and oscillated in the air before Beatrice. ‘Jamie?’ she said.

Bea chuckled as though she had said something hilarious. "A man held a sword up and slashed some hysterical woman's throat as she screamed: 'Beatrice' 'Beatrice!' but Beatrice was not there. Beatrice was in the cellar. She had sent her replacement to be slaughtered. Beatrice had even abandoned her parents, the same ones that she had been desperate to please." -WHAT DO YOU MEAN, HYSTERICAL! ISN'T THAT NORMAL?- "But at the time, all the girl could think of was how smooth the marble felt under her feet, and how large windows were. There was grass so tall that it swayed with the wind! It all simply amazed her."

Mel stuck out her tongue. "Be careful there, dear servant. I eat people for breakfast." Beatrice sighed, as she looked around. She was getting tired already. She hated parties, talk more of a tea party! All they knew was to drink and discuss who to hunt. Just as she looked up, her eyes met with that of someone and she froze. He stood on the stairs of the third floor. He was so far away but her eyes met him, and damn his Amber-Golden eyes made her freeze.

as he saw the stable hand’s face. Christopher raced back to his cottage, but time was not by his side, he reached the edge of the lavender fields just as the sun went down. Beatrice laughed at the crowd gathered and dropped the lighted candle. She raised her head proudly, tears streamed down her face as she hardened her heart and swore “I have lived a righteous and upright life from the beginning of my conscious mind to this minute. I call upon the might and justice of heaven to erase my memory along with my body of the love that has poisoned my soul. Christopher Adalase, I Beatrice Clifford renounce my love and affection for you to burn in the fury of this fire never to haunt me in this lif

"She's nothing like you." And she isn't. Beatrice is untouchable in a way Moris will never understand. Nothing could ever compare to her. Every look, every smile, every touch from her is real. While Moris's world is nothing but smoke and mirrors. The comparison alone makes me want to end this conversation. "You're right," she says, tilting her head. "She's nothing like me. I might've asked for things all the time, but at least I never stole from you."

Do you want to go get something to eat? "No, I don't want to bother you." "No, it's bothering you. You paid for the ice cream, now it's my turn, let's go." Axel got up from the bench. "Okay, fine." She got up too. Alicia walked beside him as he finished the ice cream. They arrived at a restaurant, and when they entered, it was a beautiful place. Its windows had stained-glass windows with beautiful flowers, which let in a lot of light. "Woah! It's beautiful, isn't it?"

Beatrice explained her father's condition to them, and they listened intently. After a few moments of discussion, one of the travelers spoke up. He told Beatrice of a rare herb that grew deep in the forest, known for its healing properties. Beatrice was amazed. She had never heard of such a herb before, but she knew that she had to find it. She begged the travelers to show her where to find it, and they agreed to accompany her into the forest. The journey was long and treacherous, but Beatrice was determined to save her father. She followed the travelers deep into the forest, until they came upon a clearing filled with the rare herb.

How could he propose to someone else without even breaking up with her first? “Bea…” She looked at her with pain and disgust. “Just don’t show your face in front of me anymore.” That was it. Without even saying goodbye or thank you, Bea left the restaurant. “You’re so pathetic, Beatrice.” She started sobbing as soon as she entered the restroom in a nearby establishment. “You worked hard to make yourself look beautiful,” she said bitterly as she wiped her tears on her face. She frowned when she saw her reflection and she felt even more pathetic for putting much effort into her looks just to end the celebration with a breakup.

POV: Ryuu My eyes stayed locked on Beatrice as she moved through the room, her presence commanding attention in a way that felt almost defiant. She carried herself with a confidence that was equal parts captivating and infuriating, her chin held high, her gaze steady, and her lips curved into a smile that hinted at secrets only she knew. Watching her maneuver through a room full of Morunagas—each more venomous than the last—was like watching someone walk a tightrope over a pit of snakes. And she made it look effortless.

The wish presses against Death for a moment and then sinks into him, dissolving into his chest. He sighs with happiness and what looks like ecstasy, tilting his head back to the sky as the magic disappears into him. Beatrice steps away, tucking her hands behind her back, beaming at the God she just gave up everything for. I snarl, hating her – hating that she let him trick her like that – God, what did he promise her in return –