(DAYLIGHT LULLABIES) “BY the way, the names…” JK is expecting it. Something not that special, but also not ordinary. But instead a game, a play that time spearheads, which means it is all the Mistress of time wants. "Then.” As he whispers, knowing that the certain scene that he is seeing will come to end. But then it wasn’t exactly to end like that or what the time let it all be. Instead, it will rewind, and it will play once more. Into a different tone, into a different scenario. As the game will somehow restart, as the signal goes and echoes. CLICK! “Interesting.” With a sinister smile and that one word like a key of some sort, but in reality, is just a way to inform everything and by means ‘you’ that he is existing along with time and the current flow of the written script. The current prey was awakened, but in all honesty, is just being played. Played into the hole of loo and time loops. “Huh!” Winona gasped, quickly and deeply, as
(LULLABY IN THE DARK) SHE knew that there is something wrong. Different and unusual about the girl that was just being bullied a while ago. Yet, she couldn’t point out what it is. She had the hunch, that she is being warned, but somehow, she couldn’t put a finger on anything. Like the person in front of her is neither an ally nor a foe. “Tsk!” As she clicks her tongue silently in dismay. All the while as JK is now humming the final tone of his dark composition, as he whispers. “Entertain me more. Introduce me to yourself, Winona.” His current goal is to find out more about the character that he has never seen before. The character that was written in the script, yet he finds her peculiar, and with the knocking warning he even couldn’t tell what and exactly. The first time that he is intrigued by such a character. Such being that slowly patching everything together to the end of the current sixth loop. “The dearest o
(CHANGE IN TIME) SNAP! The sound echoes through the space. With the current game on hand and the mini-plays that the pieces are currently playing. HIS eyes dim, as HIS lips curls to the side, and HE. “Tsk!” Clicking HIS tongue in disappointment. A thing that HE shouldn’t be feeling, for everything is inevitable. The rule that HE created Himself. Yet, HE somewhat felt that ‘thing’ which makes it peculiar. A rift, a change, a tiny one in time that is just one of the possibilities of the future. HE knew, but this time HE isn’t fond of it. “He changes the flow.” HE utters in dismay. Looking at HIS mirror and seeing everything unfold like HE is just there and watching everything in the flesh. HE is in dismay, as second where HIS little game against Kyle is interrupted. All because JK provoked a thing in Winona’s mind that changed the past of the seventh loop and the sixth loop's future. “Should I fix it?” The Mistress of Time offers, but more l
(WORDS) “JK?” Taken aback by what she just saw, she is trying to make sense of it at the moment. Winona gasped and deep as she cancels the spell took that particular photo, along with the Obscura, and head her way out to ask him about what she just knew. But then. “Could it be?” She asks once more assessing the whole ordeal as she slows down her walking pace thinking about it all once more. Convincing herself that it couldn’t be, for she knows JK long enough to not raise any suspicion about him. Especially among them, it is evident that he is competing for attention and recognition from the Maiden. “Something is not right.” Her hunch is bothering her. Thinking if she will approach him and asks about it directly, or investigate further. By which she never did before, not at all and especially among them Elites. “I think that you should, Winona.” Surprise as she almost jumps back from the sudden interaction. She calms and immediate
(DARK INTEREST) “BORN without a soul. Created by the materials of ceramic and glass. A lifeless doll at first, that is gifted by life from the person that she once calls her father. The beautiful doll that was gifted to a princess, who ends up wishing to be her daughter.” Reading a book that is just like any other peculiar ones that she owns. Emie is taking notes of the past and life of one of them. “North, east, south, and west.” She whispers, writing the four directions on the right upper part of the paper. Along with the twenty-two symbols of alchemy particularly the three primes. “Mercury, salt, and sulfur.” As she draws the three symbols along with the three points that create a triangle. By which in the middle is the face of the beautiful ceramic doll, that was. “Winona” She felt her presence and heard her footsteps coming closer to her chamber. Closing the book, then she is reading and put it back on one of the shelves, hiding it withi
(HIDDEN DESIRES) “MAKE me proud my dear daughter.” A command rather than a motivation. He combs the hair of the doll with a porcelain white skin that is made out of glass. Eyes are a bit resembles the starry night sky, but with a blank expression from the outside, while hiding the devil inside. “Do whatever it takes, be my eyes and ears around her.” He instructed, talking in front of his perfect piece that smiles and links as an agreement. “Remember that a child must protect their parents.” Hearing the soft giggle. That laugh from a child that should not exist yet, the order was defied and here she is. More than the perfect human chimera, but an object that is gifted with a soul. “You are my perfect creation. The perfection that no one of them can fathom. A drop of blood from her, a piece of my DNA, and a shared existence and soul from Kyle. You are born. With your soul that is you and only for yourself. I
(TRUST AND DOUBTS) “FATE AND HONOR.” Emie whispers, reading the lines and the character of one of the ten commandments. “The fourth and fifth commandments and respectively.” She utters, emerging in her thoughts. As she couldn’t take her eyes off the page of the book and the words that were educating her about the things that she is having questions and doubts about. “Exactly.” A confirmation and permission that made her stop for a while and look back to her commanding officer, her 2nd master, and her Mistress that govern the time. “Can I ask you one more question, Mistress?” Thinking for a while where in reality is just her teasing her servant for a bit. She smiles with her usual sinister one. As she answers, yet in the tone of a taunting one. “Didn’t I already grant you the permission to know a thing and two about the commandment? Yet, here you are asking for more. Aren’t you a bit greedy, Emie?” She taunts her, as Emie knows th
(THE ONE SHE CALLED OUT) “YO! EMIE!” Greeting her like they are just friends and with no hierarchy and respectful words that he should address her. Emie shoves it off as he is the use of how playful, naughty, but cunning he is. Different from what his character is written in the book, but then in a deeper sense is his façade. She looks at him and said. “You are finally here, Carlos.” Addressing him back by his name with a tone of dismay that is indirectly telling him that he shouldn’t act like they are equal for he is below her. “Tsk!” Carlos smirks then laughs in his carefree state, as he jumps and legs cross sitting on the table in front of Emie. Their General and the direct superior of their commander. “I am just playing with you for a second. You see I am just joking.” Passing everything like a play where he is thinking and doing everything in that state. He giggles and acts gullible, wherea