Melancholy Characters Novels & Stories

As the filthy words of Reth repeated at the back of her mind, Maleficent could not help but thought: were all our sufferings because of this deranged person? Every step she took, the hallowness of her heart grew bigger and darker, swallowing her whole – making her fall into an endless cycle of the new meaning of misery, emptiness. With Maleficent's charcoal-black hair framing her disheveled look and tattered clothes around her scarred body, small flurry of gray cottony ashes dropped on her hair while her surrounding seemed to become quiet in her mind. Even her familiar seemed to grow silent or was it simply because she was being swallowed by her grievances?

he sighs. “And of course, Charlotte didn’t take it too well. Jocasta’s disappearance scuppered her plans to build an empire. With the Mellons and the Collins united in holy matrimony, she would have been one of the most powerful matriarchs in New York. I think it was her greed and bitterness that made Melanie and Jose realize what her true intentions were,” he says.

I can’t remember him talking to me like this since forever. “You don’t know how I feel,” I quietly said without looking at him. “I know. We have different kinds of pain that we need to fight within ourselves. Your grandmother left because she needs to. She was tired and can we just be happy for her because finally, she can rest now. She’s been suffering for years now, she’s old.”

“Come on, it’s in the middle of a highway. It’s like a bad omen for the cars who pass by here. It’s like this mural is greeting them like they’re going to die from their journey.” Vernon chuckled and lowered his gaze at me. “Departure doesn’t always mean death, you know that.” I shook my head. “That’s absurd. This is a very sad mural in the middle of the road.” “But it’s still beautiful, isn’t it?” I hesitated then admitted, “Yes-- but still sad.” “Well, there’s this movie called Melancholia. And I quote, “Because of sadness, there is cinema. Because of sadness, there is poetry. Because of sadness, there is music.”

"The Greek physician Hippocrates described four internal bodily fluids that affect human's temperament and behaviors. And those four-temperament theory suggests that people have four fundamental personality types. Those are sanguine, melancholic, phlegmatic, and choleric." I look gaping at him. How can he still remember those ancient wisdom being discussed in college? "You were able to grasp the message the withered petals convey. That painting depicts sadness, failure, and heartaches. So, I name her Melancholy. And understanding its message means you are melancholic." "Wow!" I exclaim, shaking my head. "And because you choose the man whose heart is not yours, it means you choose to be melan

"That rope around my mother's neck... that rope that killed my mom, that thing brought a great fear in me. It's killing me. It's a painful souvenir from the past that always haunts me. H-how can I m-move on, Levi?" Slowly, he looked at me. What even broke my heart was to see him crying again. He was supposedly laughing with me, eating with me with his usual happy face, and teasing me to hell, but with his eyes looking at me so helplessly, and sobbing out his grief made me feel so bad about him. A broken heart transfigured with a funny personality. "Caius..." I whispered as I tapped his shoulder. "I'm t-tired..." he mumbled under his breath.

He plunged forward angrily with a bottle of whiskey in his hand and a whine cup in the other hand, he stood for a while examining her face till she cried out, calling him name that he wasn't which he found highly disrespectful and disgusting. Melvin is a high stock emotionally dead, proud, workaholic 28 year old man who finds female very annoying and emotionally unstable. He has an anti-social personality and is a first class loner. He withdrew himself from the society when he was 21 and an aspiring musician. A dream he dropped for a reason he never spoke about. “Who are you and what are you doing in my room" he yelled. Drunk Louisa plunged into him, held him by the collar and kissed him rou