(RAVEN WINGS) “I miss this place.” Pauleen giggles, then smiles in an uncanny way as she looks at the tower ands said. “Such a lovely prison for the Raven Princess.” A cold wind suddenly blew. That somehow screaming an eerie threat that death and curses are about to come their way for Pauleen just said the forbidden word and title that only brings chaos and darkness just what the name suggested. “The wind, and even the crows agree with me. She giggles, having the time of her life while the crows that wasn’t there a while ago is now flying above them and screaming with the voice that somewhat creating the tone for the devil’s welcome. “Enough with your stupid games Pauleen.” Farah scolded her which cuts her little fun and ends up smirking in dismay, yet still follows Farah’s command. “Such a kill joy.” She whispers, which make Farah irritated, yet compose herself an
(THE CHOSEN PIECE) “I need a spice.” They four heard their Master and Supreme one loud and clear. While they are still on their knees bowing in respect towards their Master that is thinking about the experiment that is both good and bad. “Just like what I expect.” HE giggles, amuse with the four of them for having the deep knowledge about the nature f balance for the things. Especially when it comes to their Yin and Yang. “Not one of you.” Holding their firm stand not to protest, nor to dismay and most especially not to turn down the command of their Supreme one. But they are just being careful, utterly protecting themselves. For what HE wants is something that is simple to make, yet holds the biggest consequence when everything will fall into haywire. Still in silence and on their knees, as no one of them four dares to even look at HIM. HE smiles in a cunning way, giggle for a second after, and whispers. “Very well, I shall choose one myself.
(HIS PLAY) “I am bored.” HE bluntly said. Yawning and rolling HIS eyes while looking at the mirror where every pieces of the chess are currently fulfilling their roles according to what HE wrote and desire. “That the first.” The Mistress of Time replies, with her a bit of a disbelief tone. Knowing that HE just wanted to play with someone and something right now. “It’s true, I am bored and I feels like I am about to fell asleep right here, right now.” HE insists, but more likely protested of like a child. The first that HE did so, yet the Mistress of Time knew him that long and enough to know what HE truly wants. “He stops playing with you for a while now, right?” HE smirks, expecting those words from the Mistress who Knew him enough by now. “You guess it.” HE then giggles, pretending to be amuse, yet the Mistress knew that it is just HIS façade and HIS smiles are n
(THAT LITTLE PRICE) THE atmosphere is heavy. Cold, and smells like trouble, but in a good way. Yet, no one of them wanted to feel at ease, especially since the current time and situation that they four are in is a matter of life and the trouble to fulfill their wants and have their desires. “Winona.” Fear suddenly creeps down her spine. Fear that Winona shouldn’t be having especially that she is one of the directions, loyal and true to their master and God. Yet the selection and the current game that they are into is a matter of life and death. Something that she couldn’t just shove away or think of it as a passing challenge that is easy to have and to win. “You do four know what is the consequence of this role that one of you will be taking, right?” HIS words and teasing questions that the four immediately look up and reply to. “Yes, Master.” Their utmost respect. Their stance as the knight and the pieces of HIS chest that run into the id
(LITTLE GIRL) “LITTLE GIRL.” The name that the Mistress of time calls to Emie. The day and the moment that the Supreme One gifted her to the time witch to be the witch’s little doll, her puppet, and that one soul that she can freely use to do everything that she pleases. “Such a beautiful little girl.” The witch compliments her, yet rather disses her in a way that is flattering from the outside, but taunting her from the inside. “I’m giving her to you. Take good care of her, for she is your doll where you can do anything that you ever please.” HE gladly said, like giving a simple toy that the new owner can manipulate whatever they could desire from it. But thinking logically and deeply about it, she is truly a thing, a toy and a doll in the first place. For in this book and world that they are living and running in the circle into. They are just a bunch of chess pieces, where their entire life and world are nothin
(THAT LITTLE THRILL) “NOW, are you suited to be the spice?” With the question that is being ask right now. Emie held her breath and calms herself. Didn’t dare to even move an inch for if she does, she will be the losing card in this little mini game that they are all playing right now. And so, what they four are thinking. “This is amusing.” HE giggles, having fun of the current game that he is playing. Toying HIS direction for a little bit, while all along is reading their minds with the same thought that this is a game that they must win. “Well, well, well.” HE whispers, then giggles. “Not that far away from the truth, but then continue it up for I am having the best out of this.” HE laughs, but for a while. Laughing at how closely they four defending themselves against the game that HE didn’t intend for them directly. But for HIM to build the character of the particular direction that is all along is already written and chosen by him to be the spice. “Christ
(DEEP WITHIN) “WHAT do you think will be your verdict, Haruna?” HE asks of her, teasing her for a bit while Haruna is in deep. Currently in deep thought, as everything came rushing back inside her mind the day that her world crumbles. “You should be in that world. You need to fulfill your role to make everything right.” The words of her mother. The other shard soul and heart of the original ‘she’. And the promise that she needed to fulfill no matter what. “Take our souls with you, protect it and make sure that it will only fall to the rightful hands. Remember who you are, Haruna.” She remembers the sacrifice of her father. The other shard soul and heart of the original ‘he’. And now with their shard existence that only lives in the black pearl that she is holding and protecting. She draws a sinister smile and looks at HIM who is amused by what HE is seeing. “I cannot and will never be, My God.”
(WITCHWOOD TREASURE) “IT is my pleasure.” Pauleen replies with a sheer taunting tone and satisfying smile in a sinister way that HE absolutely loves about her and is currently seeing from her. “Now, now, now.” HE somewhat and a bit prolongs the agony of HIS words. “Let me introduce to you the other half of that perfect spice that you will be sharing with your pure dark Yin Pauleen. You have met her already and that’s for sure. And I know that you four had the idea of who is it.” With a cunning smile that HE then draws to HIS face, and HIS eyes that is in utter hideous glee. HE snaps HIS finger and calls upon that soul. That original soul, now walking towards them and smiles, as HE calls her name. “Gennivier.” Somehow expecting everything to turn into this. The four of them greeted Gen with expressionless eyes and a child-like appearance. “A kid?” Pauleen asks, knowing that Gen is not a kid in the first place. But someone whose