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Chapter 24: Just scream
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Curse Of Wine & Belladonna Chapter 25: For you
And she was screaming. Screamed. Screamed. Screamed...What's wrong with me? She thought. Why did it have to be me? No one could answer, so she screamed. She screamed out of grief and so many other things that barely mattered, she just wanted to scream. Again.She did it like she was a child, when the monsters still lived in her little juvenile mind, tormenting every dream worth remembering. But who was it worth it to? It tormented her so hard that the only thing that stopped them was the embrace of the one who could turn off the lights to comfort, protect. She was screaming for it, he wasn't there anymore."Why are you crying, my little monster?" The father asked, carrying her in his arms to the huge bed he had in his room. He hugs the little girl, who trembled and cried. And of course, she was screaming too.After that, it was a long story about demons tearing every bit of the child's little body. Delightin with every cry and despair, every measly inch of fear was received with such
Curse Of Wine & Belladonna Chapter 26: And for your pain
Artemísia went all the way in silence, didn't mind looking out the window, she had no interest in trying to figure out where she was. She just sat in silence, stroking the fur of the little ferret made of shadows that lay on her lap. She was happy that Geon supported her decision not to continue with that gigantic back at the same point as it was all that search for something that was possibly impossible to exist.She could see the pain in Leonore's eyes and it hurt her too much. The girl didn't want to have to do that, but at first she didn't want to start. She was just content to understand what and why she was going to die. It was just that. Artemisia had already been content to end the name Carmesim herself. She hated saying it, but she could understand her mother at the time, even if it didn't mean she would tell her.When they arrived at the mansion, there was an uncomfortable cold there. It was spring, she tried to remember, but it was supposed to be hotter than weeks before. I
Curse Of Wine & Belladonna Chapter 27: Peek-A-Boo
Learn about the mansion, what was there to find out about it? Artemisia barely knew how to tell the servants that she had already discovered, in the worst way, that they were human beings. Neither was she, but it was something the girl was still trying to understand. The girl looked at the demon in the form of a cat running through the flowers. He was cheerful as if he were a real kitten, sometimes she felt sorry for the birds he tormented, but Artemisia just stood there watching the demonic animal play killer. She was jealous of the devil, too jealous. The young woman desired this there too, playing among the flowers and plants, filling her hair with bur and leaves. "How long have you been a demon?" Artemísia asked, trying to divert her own attention. "Too long" Geon replied turning into a black breeze and stopping by her side, he was panting and with red cheeks. The young woman could not deny that it was a very cute sight. "So long i can't even imagine what it was like yesterday.
Curse Of Wine & Belladonna Chapter 29: Same old history
Geon pulled Artemisia from the ground, placing it on his shoulders before beginning to walk toward what appeared to be back the mansion. She hated geon's idea in the first ten seconds of the walk, passing the entire route to the mansion practically upside down was not very comfortable. So the girl started punching the demon in the back, even if they were weak punches, they were clearly uncomfortable. But the devil? He just laughed and kept walking."Why do you have this tare to take me places in the most uncomfortable way possible?" Artemisia asked and began trying to pinch the demon's back on the fabric of the shirt, but the gloves would not let.“You have a pretty face” he said simply and still walking."And what does that have to do with anything?" Geon pulled her quickly, pulling out a scream from the girl, who tried to cling to the demon's shoulders. "I'm going to puke on you!"Geon laughed at the young woman's irritation. He looked at her from above as if Artemisia was an animal
Curse Of Wine & Belladonna Chapter 29: Sweet like grief
Artemisia moved a little uncomfortable in the chair, she tried her best not to let it show that something was not right. It was still strange to be sitting with Geon in a restaurant that mostly served human flesh. That still seemed extremely wrong. But she didn't know how to verbalize, couldn't even understand if she could. The demon kept looking and when the food arrived Artemísia gave up thinking of a way to speak and just threw up the words."It's still so strange that I'm here eating human flesh, I understand that it's theoretically handed-out meat, but it's so weird..." She started talking and took the cutlery to cut the huge steak that Geon had asked for her. That situation could be the way it wanted to be, but the meat still looked very appetizing. "I've only been awake for a few days, and I already have to deal with it, I don't want to have to deal with it, I just wanted to turn a key in my mind and everything would magically become possible"When she put the piece of meat in
Curse Of Wine & Belladonna Chapter 30: Enjoy the moment
Artemisia had some memories, sometimes strange or simply meaningless, but she had these memories. It wasn't like she had a brain that kept any and all information, since every day she had to ask the employees their names. It was always repeated the next day.But the memories the girl had were old, as if her consciousness had reached her body when she was still a very small child, almost a baby. Artemisia remembered the name of the first nanny, the first nightmare and so it was. Memories themselves were easy to create. Everything was remembrance or some hallucinogenic reverie made by the mind itself. For example, that place where Artemisia and Geon were. She thought the cannibal restaurant would be the strangest, but in the end a demon, with more years he could remember, could really overcome himself in the oddity item.The girl watched as the demon had fun as the shadows went through his body. Geon's smile was so genuine and mischievous that he seemed innocent. But Artemisia knew
Curse Of Wine & Belladonna Chapter 31: I did It
He wouldn't think much of that. I wouldn't mention that it had happened, iris to forget like he was drunk the night before. Nothing happened, there was no need to be scared and nervous. Sure?Artemisia seemed to have understood that implicit rule very well even when it was night.When Geon pulled her face away, the Carmesim seemed so genuinely embarrassed and confused that the demon couldn't bear to continue to those hazy eyes. He just muttered a few times several excuses and stood up dissipating like dust.She was a coward and the devil knew it from here, but how would he look at Artemisia after you'd just kissed her? Geon didn't even know what she was saying or trying to ask, maybe it was interesting, but he wasn't caring.How were he going to tell the witch about the kiss? Maybe having spent so many years locked up had done something to Geon's mind.The demon walked the empty streets of the city, he had made a point of going to a place r
Curse Of Wine & Belladonna Chapter 32: Lies lies lies lies
—He lies to you... —I saw him buying flowers... Blue, blue and fake... Lies, lies and lies... — Blue hyacinths... Or would they be violet? — I saw the king once, walking with four faces, the king looked like him. Why don't you believe? — Lies, lies, lies, lies, lies... — Pain doesn't come from nowhere, it doesn't come up like a weed... — He lies to you... — Find the root, the root of the weed! Find her! Kill her! — I broke up with her, with them... — But remember... — He's in mind...Artemisia couldn't take it anymore.The saleswoman had long stuck her with enough pin to feel pain when she went to shower. The voices didn't help either. Her head was already starting to hurt and just to imagine that she would still have to survive until dinner, Artemísia was almost asked so she could swallow some of the pins.Where was she with her mind to accept that invitation? It's been weeks since she've seen the shadow of those old
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Artemisia leaned her body against the chair entirely, the truth hurting more than she could have imagined. She could tell that the stages of grief hit her too fast, so the young woman was already in anger. An outsized hatred of herself. Artemisia knew it was deadly, she saw her father die, the nannies die, the plants, the animals. It was clear as the day that it was her curse, but knowing it was so painful that it made the young woman want to vomit up all the sweets she had eaten. Suddenly something hit her too, a memory that involved stories. It was almost like a blur, but if Artemisia tried hard, she could understand that it had been a dream, a strange and a little disjointed dream. In it were three books, each of which bore a strange memory of the young woman. The first was a debt, of this she remembered better than the others, the second was pure pain, the same pain she had felt when Leonore opened that book of leather red as blood. The young woman raised her face looking towa
Curse Of Wine & Belladonna Chapter 71: Living again
To the young woman's surprise, that point of darkness at the botanical fair was not a stall, in fact it was the façade of a flower shop. It didn't look like a flower shop, the dark colors and faded designs gave the impression that this shop was abandoned or that it was an old tallow, which was shattering over time. Artemisia stood for a good few minutes admiring that black blur in the midst of so much light and color. The storefront somehow reminded the young woman of herself, perhaps for the colors and the more old-fashioned style. "Maybe because you don't belong there." Again, those voices spoke deep in the young woman's mind, teasing her to make something happen. Something she had no idea what it might be, but given the illusions, or events, that had intensified morbidly over the past two days. Either way, she decided to ignore that voice, just as she had been doing since the second time she heard it — or at least trying to ignore it. "Don't be offended by witches," a female
Curse Of Wine & Belladonna Chapter 70: Little Red Snow
The rest of the day Artemisia remained only immersed in her own thoughts, especially after discovering that one of the culprits of her current state is dead. The young woman really wanted to feel guilty for killing someone. Well, she felt guilty, but for that particular someone, Artemisia couldn't feel any twinges of kindness or empathy. An old subject? Yes, but the pain did not age, it renewed itself again and again, remaining fresh. It was only because the young woman couldn't feel guilty for killing the woman, she was still trying to figure out how the hell she had done that, since it was supposed to be for Hyacinth to be immortal, from earth to earth, being in a vicious circle of life.As she pulled the covers so she could warm herself from the cold that was beginning to stick to Artemisia's bones, she could feel that there was so much more to it. How would she kill such an old being, when even Death herself couldn't do that? Artemisia didn't know much of that world she had been
Curse Of Wine & Belladonna Chapter 69: Slowly becoming cold
"I was hoping this time it would work." Geon said as the shadows danced around the fireplace. Artemisia looked at the demon with a raised eyebrow, it was not impressive to the young woman that it had happened more times than she would have liked—that at the moment, within the will of the young woman, the amount of times her soul could possess people and kill the owners of the bodies was faithfully clinging to zero—but it was still a little curious to think that perhaps that possession had been the one that had worked out the best. Even if it was a slightly vague definition of what "getting it right" is. If Helleborus hoped to have one more chance at life, run through green fields in the spring, and remain reclusive in the arms of a loving family during the winter, Artemisia felt a little sad to give her the bad answer about the woman's choices. "What happened to the other times?" Artemisia asked as she shrunk her legs until she could hug them. The cold was beginning to affect the
Curse Of Wine & Belladonna Chapter 68: Liquid Rage
She stood staring at the countertop, for several minutes her mind had begun to get unbearably high. Part of the young woman was trying to believe that Geon had never really said whether or not he knew about what happened to Artemisia, even before she was "born," it had said only a small omission, nothing that was important enough that it could hurt or give that nagging feeling of being deceived. On the other hand, the other voice that screamed in Artemisia's mind said how much she would have been spared from all that misfortune, would not have freed her from more than twenty years of such agony, but would have saved her long enough for the young woman to understand everything that had happened and had happened. She could taste the bitter taste of betrayal, that pungent thing that stuck to her taste buds and stayed there until the young woman went mad with so much bitterness. She wanted to believe that it would give the final card of her insanity, finally letting what was supposed to
Curse Of Wine & Belladonna Chapter 67: Did you
“Oh, you are here.” The demon spoke when he finally saw the young man in the middle of the living room. "I went to let Leonore know we're here, I wouldn't want to have an angry witch running after me." He turned away from the window, heading towards the couch.There were a few suitcases occupying the piece of furniture, Artemisia was quick to recognize them as they were the same ones she had used when moving into the mansion, theoretically several weeks earlier, in what would have been the beginning of spring.The young woman wanted to laugh about it, minutes after listening to the creature's whole lecture about the weather, she would be seeing the suitcases she had used to store some things before leaving her mother's house, it would be winter again, as it had been a season before.“I'll prepare lunch for you, apparently your body can't go too long without food. Try to find something warm to wear, Leonore's clan is looking for what could have caused this regretful winter.” Geon said
Curse Of Wine & Belladonna Chapter 66: Human Time
Maybe having followed that entity was a bad idea, but giving up in the middle of that situation seemed a bit extreme to do. Artemisia looked at the white immensity as she walked with that being, each step made her regret her decision even more, it was a bad choice.And then there was the fact that she was the one who wanted to find out more about the family curse, abandoning that would be an extremely shameful sign of cowardice. The only one to blame for being in that situation was Artemisia, the creature being there or not was just a curious part of the consequence.“You've heard his whole story, haven't you?” a creature asked as they stopped in front of a flower bed full of tulips."Yes." The young woman smiled, looking closely at the small flowers that grew amidst the blanket of snow. She had heard of these things before, flowers that bloomed during the winter, growing through the snow and into the dim sunlight. Artemisia didn't know how to explain it very well, but that vision ma
Curse Of Wine & Belladonna Chapter 65: A Winter
The moment Artemisia left that eye-filled place, the cold of the sudden winter hit her like an arrow. The whole green field that the young woman had seen through the window was now a white immensity. The story Tinea told her the day before sounded again, all over again, it was already starting to irritate Artemisia. She just wanted to live miserably well, she didn't want to have to go through it all and know that when she finally got rid of that life, the young woman's soul would still beg for death for the last life. She could be absolutely sure that everything would be repeated again, from the days in the snow to begging an immortal woman for the gift of being reborn. The young woman looked for somewhere to sit, some corner that wasn't fully covered in snow, which was a somewhat impossible request. The white robe doubled in size with each passing minute, Artemisia could feel the skirt start to get hard and icy, no longer able to have the same movements as a normal skirt. But she w
Curse Of Wine & Belladonna Chapter 64: They will not hear
If someone told Artemisia that one day she would wake up in the middle of winter, she would believe it. Which might be surprising, but even then, the young woman would trust the words of the person she told her that. It didn't need to explain in more detail, to say how one day the sun burned and the next day it was cold as a curse, the young woman would believe it. It was funnier that way. What's more, so many things had happened to the young woman that this would be just another normal day. Artemisia was willing to ask Geon again if he was hiding anything from her, it was clear as a crystal, at the moment the night before she had asked the demon, his expression could not be the best. Something inside the young woman said he was lying. She could call it something over-suspicious, perhaps. Artemisia went to sleep with Tinea's voice explaining to her about the flower that insisted on keeping in her life, but carrying an extensive secret like an apron, the young woman also woke up he
