Disillusionment At Ten O'clock Novels & Stories

Dazzle sat on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the floor. It was just 6:40am, the following morning. His thoughts were a tangled mess, swirling with doubts and fears that he couldn’t shake. The decision he was about to make felt monumental, like a heavy weight pressing down on his chest.

He was thorough, I had to give him‌ t‍hat‍. By Fr‍iday morn⁠ing‍, the air in the r‍o‌om felt stagnant. My eyes were sunken, and I‌ had reached a level of calm that only comes with total⁠ desp‌eration. Around 10‍:00 AM, the deadb‌olt finally clicked.

Unknown time until everything changes. The countdown has begun.

Josephine By the time I drag my exhausted ass through the door, it’s past ten and I feel like I’ve been hit by a truck driven by corporate lawyers and fueled by pure malice. The apartment is dim except for the TV flickering like a digital campfire and the soft clink of ice against glass that signals Alexander’s found the good whiskey again.

I feel so dizzy like had been banged by baseball bat. I have no idea, what make them take so long to find Boy and his mom. I have some worried if they’re move to human pure blood and disguise. They make everything more complicated than before. I’ll make sure they burn in the damned hell. The big clock is vibrating, make a shocking sound. It’s show us if the day is 9.00 PM. “It will great if the dessert served in the living room. Let’s talk about the whole lies in the shadow.” Grandma smiles.

Traffic was bad, so it was already 11:00 pm by the time I arrived. The lights shone brightly outside the airport. Through the glass, I saw Josie resting her forehead against Jacob's broad back, shaking her head side to side like she was being cute. I blared the horn, and the pair of lovebirds scattered like spooked birds. Jacob saw my face and strode over, slapping the window hard. "Didn't I tell you to be here at 7:00 pm? Do you see what time it is now?" I lowered the window a crack and saw how pale his face was from the cold. I said coolly, "There was traffic."

He held my hand, promising, "I'll remember that forever, and I'll never make such a mistake again." He'd forgotten again a mere six months later. The scorching sunlight at noon burned my shoulders and back. In stark comparison, I felt as though my heart had been submerged in ice water, gradually cooling down until no warmth was left. I let out a derisive chuckle before returning to the stage. After turning to our friends and family waiting there, I announced calmly, "The marking ceremony is canceled." Later, I slowly tore the silver feathered wedding gown I'd worn 66 times into shreds, ripping up the remnants of dignity holding this relationship together.

“I’ll boil some water for tea.” The older woman nodded with a sigh. “Sounds better. I can really use your calming tea now.” “Leo said some things when I got back this afternoon,” he stated casually as he set the fire before filling the kettle with fresh water. Enna wiped her forehead with the back of her long sleeves. Her wrinkled face screwed up. “It was mayhem. I aged ten winters in the past week.” She shook her head. “Never in eighty decades of experience have I witnessed something like this.”

She didn’t have the energy at all, and her body felt like jelly. Just then, the sound of bells filled the air. She silently counted and realized that it was 12.00AM. Midnight was the loneliest time of the day, and the night was as cold as ice. At that moment, Matthias’ frowning face flashed across her mind out of nowhere.

I continued waiting and hoping and time continued to tick by until several more minutes passed by. It was close to an hour now. — an hour from the time of the Guirgon full moon, the Tenth hour. It was the eleventh hour and I soon got up from my seat and clenched my fists as I tried to contain my growing uneasiness and anger. I tried not to look in the direction of the Half elders now because then if I did, I felt like I would just lose my cool and storm at them. I took in deep breaths now.