Destiny

Dalia GreyVisionNordic lands650 B.CBjørn Stormrider was returning from his viking raids and like every other drakkar he had a longship full of loot from his pillagings and an unrelenting hitched to be buried once again in the arms of his wife and daughterAs there ships drew nearer to Nordic shores he offered his thanks to his patron gods Njórdand Tyr for safe passage through the seas and for victory, offering up sacrifices and ululations, he then tried to set his mind on other things,but the prospect of reuniting with Solveig and their little Skuld kept him on edge, restless and agile he began making his way to the prow of his ship"Men" he proclaimed in a loud voice which ensued silence "The gods have granted us favorable winds til now, now it's time for us to grab our oars and ride our waters like the maddened men we are, for family!"His call was met by hollers and gyration as each man set himself on edge, rowing as if his life depe

Moira TurnerHer hands shook as she struggled to push back the malevolence and hatred that brewed within her, it had been dormant for years, why the fuck did it choose to resurface now.She called it Mnemon, after the Titan of memories, because the other people always forgot, their eyes clouded by the truth and the monstrosity within her retreating into the depths of their ignorance.The shaking did not stop, it grew worse though as she drew nearer to school, Brett would suffer the consequences and she would go unscathed, go unpunished, sure the freak deserved it, but she wasn't clear, she'd hurt him, he deserved to know at least.Her breath hitched in her throat, as she passed by the gossip girls and the words flew past her ears"Did you hear?!" Antoinette said in an all too loud voice "Brett's been badly injured, apparently he drank too much last night and broke several ribs in a car accident."Damnit!, As if she needed to feel any more guilt, car acci

Moira TurnerShe'd welcomed the darkness with open arms, never felt as powerful and chagrined as she did in the presence of infinite unknowing darkness and now it was all fading fast as the darkness retreated, deep into the abyss, locked away in some part of her consciousness.She knew she was not awake, yet she'd never felt alive, she'd never wanted to wake up until now, the darkness faded and left behind a powerful white light and it blinded her, burnt her skin, leaving nothing but charred scars and burnt flesh, She'd gone from comfort to immense pain'Wake up!' she wanted to scream, but her subconscious was a cruel taskmaster, giving her pain and taking away her very ability to express it. So she laid there drifting in the miasma of burning light, feeling the pain of eternity as it barreled through her mind.She had no idea how much time had passed until she'd heard her name being called, it came again and again, nothing more than a sliver of a whisper"I

Dalia GreyThe sunlight streaming into her eyes despite her tightly shut lids caused her to wake up, she abruptly tried to rise up from the confines of her bed, only tone met with a nagging pain that threatened to split her head open"Fuck!" She groaned clutching her head "What happened?!"Her question seemed to trigger a downpour of memories as the recollection of yesterday's events hit her in full force"Oh no, no no no no!" she said in a panicked toneIgnoring the pain threatening to tear her skull apart she found herself out of her bed and racing down the stairs"So sleeping beauty finally awakens" Came Michael's voice upon sighting herHer heart did a slight flutter, fuck if that wasn't a sign that she was going batshit crazy, how could he still be acting normal after the episode last night. There was hurried patter of feet as her mom cornered her at the bottom of the stairs"See Dana" Micheal drabbled on "She's ok, your worry was for nothin

Dalia GreyBreakfast seemed to be an unending sordid affair, she felt their constant gaze on her, their eyes always on her even when they answered her Mom's absurd questions and she could not be more grateful for the end of the entire awkward episode,"Thank you for the wonderful meal" Darren said in his lush baritone "Do let us return the gesture, we'd like you to have lunch with us"They stared at her specifically, as if the invitation was solely extended to her alone, her mother had noticed this and a slow grin spread across her face until she looked like a Chesire cat"We'd be busy this afternoon" She said "But Dalia won't I'm sure she won't mind coming over"Some strangeness seemed to have gotten ahold of her mother and despite her glares and grunts of refusal she was still being roped along with this ridiculous scheme"Honey" Micheal begun "That's a lovely idea!"Whatever had come over him before the 'guests' had arrived seemed to have washed off from him and the bastard was bac