I felt extremely nervous, because the lives of many were in my hands, however I was determined to do justice on behalf of everyone there, my chest hurt as soon as I read the story of the man he was being judged by, that's right my next challenge was to try a case and decide within the laws of Atlanta what would be the fate of the man judged, and since life has the art of hitting us in the back it couldn't be any worse than what I received. Douglas Mack; I researched him and found out that he never had any experience with the police, he was always a fair citizen who worked to support his family, according to what happened: "At an end of the night of Friday, coursemer of the criminal, Mr. mɑck, forcing the merciful in the goldinfɑll. There was no resistance when the police arrived to take away Mr. Mack, after identifying him in the recordings. The assets were not returned. The family lives in the suburbs, and the only source of income comes from Mr. Mack, who works as a worker. All". 12
I've always been a terrible liar, everyone around me could read me so easily; that's because emotions always dominated me and came out to my face. However after Louise's death, all that changed in me; I focused on hiding my thoughts, feelings, and pain. Behind a petrified and serious face, with an appraising and expressionless look, which in itself has become my greatest ally in avoiding people and their inconvenient questions, I live like this. I find myself surviving in this world, maybe I was really a damn selfish person who only thinks about his own pain and forgets about others, but it was hard to let go of everything that happened; that ghost haunted me from the first seconds of my day until the moment I close my eyes from exhaustion. I should think of the people, of course, yet I don't, until that angry redhead confronted me in Nigrum, something in my chest snapped awake like a snap of fingers. The urge to show her that she was wrong filled me like a fury, her words affected my
"You will bring peace to Atlanta, that's your destiny. Somewhere in this empty and selfish world there must be good people just look for them and hang on to them..." These are my mother's words, before seeing me get into that damn vehicle with an uncertain destination, she didn't seem worried about the fact that I was going to a place where I don't know anyone, since I got here, I almost threw up several times due to the luxury and people with straight noses, while the girls jumped like circus animals for the happiness of being in the palace right now, I looked at them with a closed expression, in fact many didn't even want to be near me, I don't care at all little, that's who I am and that's the end of it, I found myself leaning on the balcony looking at the sky, I let out a sigh, I felt as if I could be swallowed up by the walls of this place, I woke up in the morning and couldn't get out of bed, Luce my companion came even me trying to cheer myself up, talking about how much this
As a child, I waited and watched from afar those who were Nigrum's warriors, I imagined myself inside those armors under the foot of the mountain showing all my grandeur, but as the years went by I knew that I would be the one who would work while the others gained the glory. I remember always lying awake at night and making plans, about all the things I would change if it were possible. But it was just a dream. And here I am, alone; faced with so many papers and military protocols that practically suffocate me, "don't turn your back now" said my conscience, after all I need this damn job, my mother depends on me. After being abandoned by my father a few years ago due to an accident that left her bedridden, I became her strength. While everyone played and had a normal life, I took care of her; now I support her beyond care. Ayla has always been my only friend, as well as her brothers, however I became closer to the redhead, she helped me so many times to take care of the woman who gav
I could feel his gaze on my face analyzing every feature there is. It didn't bother me, but it gave the impression that she was reading every bit I hid, it made me feel like an open book where she could read every riddle without effort. I made a sound in my throat like I was choking just so she wouldn't suspect my plan. Everything was well laid out in my head and I could already imagine how difficult it would be to win. But it was almost impossible to control that side of me, I always liked to do crazy things, although some of them didn't pay off very well. I remembered the time I had let ben (my pet mouse) escape in the middle of the gala. He ran across the hall making all the women and some men climb the walls. And as expected I was promised to ground me for a whole month which I reduced to a week with easy smiles and good behavior, this actually happened in my childhood. I look at her as soon as I hear her say that she would beat me, I let out a heavy sigh. How could she be so cock
Glowing eyes stared at me from the floor as if they could see into my soul, I don't know what's worse, feeling my heart beating at a different rate just by being next to him or looking into his eyes and seeing that there I could sink for hours, I shook my head slightly trying to get these thoughts out of my head after all that's exactly what he wants, to make me rock, mess with my feelings, and you know what he's really annoying, I think to myself, the prince says it's low game , I give a slight shrug after all if there's something I've learned in these years fighting in the "hole" is never to make a fair fight, so I spoke in a concentrated way. ____ I'm a girl who fights to survive, I don't play fair... - I raised my eyebrow slightly and then I saw a smile appear on his lips, why does that make my stomach twist anyway? It must be because that petrified face melted away, and he sounded human with that sly smile. Just a few hours in there and you're already letting yourself down, Ayla
I felt in my bones something very much like rust corroding a metal, this one that was itself, I, tighten the belt tightly, breathing in the chemicals of my own decisions. It's a reflection of myself, deciding to follow a path that could be death, an apocalypse for my own being, however still a new era, it seemed to settle down little by little there, they were invading, taking shape; it's been a few months since i joined the military corporation, everyone here always seems to be crossing the line, deserve to corrode and wither under the fury of their own actions, i finally woke up, plucked up courage, took hold of a destiny that always belonged to me, to be the one defending the weakest, it was enough to blow up my whole system, and my thoughts and yearnings, raise the flag of the revolution itself, dye its robes blood red and fight... we are all painted, trying to fit into a system flawed, I didn't want that for myself or for the people. All these systems will fall apart if it depend
There are days when we wake up in gray with our thoughts, as if a dark cloud completely clouds all our feelings, how to get rid of that feeling of emptiness? How to fill the darkness with light? When it went out so long ago that it's impossible to count the days... look forward and try to see some kind of hope? I felt loaded with radioactivity, my flesh being corroded by sulfur and acid, trapped in a puzzle game that had given me a checkmate, if our blood cools down, we become indisposed from an early age, incapable of giving and to forgive. But when we fill up… Our life is truculent: you are born with blood and with blood you cut the union that is the umbilical cord. And how many die with blood. You have to believe in blood as part of our life. The truculence. It's love too. I faced my plans that were laid out just above the table, my brow furrowed, I came to the conclusion that it was time for change, the people would change their thoughts as soon as he returned with new resources.
When we are on the verge of death, it is common to say that normally life passes before our eyes like a short and direct movie, or we watch those we love in slow motion, struggling not to leave this cruel world, in my case, none happened of the two, as I ran with the jeep and drove away from that war between the Kings, I just wanted to get out of there and never come back, I was already far away and I could hardly hear the shots anymore, I felt free for the first time in weeks, the wind it hit my face carrying my copper hair along with it, all I wanted most was to see my family again, however, the sound of a slicing shot came up, and it hit one of my car's tires, as I was in At high speed, I felt the vehicle suffer a thud, my body flew along with the bodywork of the jeep, as I was wearing my seat belt, before my eyes, I see time pass cruelly without mercy. And when I realize it, the day is gone and the night arrives cold and silent, showing me that life is now. Right in front of the m
Winter has finally arrived in Atlanta, and with it the feeling of cold in the icy winds, as well as death drawn in the snowflakes, after finding out everything about this group of rebels I feel at a loss as to what I should do, despite knowing that their means of changing Atlanta are wrong, I feel that it is also right to a certain extent, I was at the exit door of the base with my arms hugging my body, I was watching the snow fall slowly, as if that vision were a one-off show man, it was when Dimitri stopped beside me that I snapped out of my thoughts, his gaze following mine to the snowflakes as well as mine. _____________ I miss home this time of year.. - He said suddenly breaking the silence and trying to start a conversation with me. _____________ I also feel it. - I just answered him calmly. _____________ Since the death of my mother, holding on to knowing that I am alone in this world has become a burden. - I frown trying to understand what he's getting at - It shouldn't be
I never imagined that I would feel that warm and welcoming feeling that is to like someone again, being in love is one of the noblest feelings that a human being can feel. In addition, he is one of the strongest sensations, capable of doing previously unthinkable things to us. Being in love can mean two extremes: deep happiness or endless sadness. We notice small signs of passion in gestures. Being in love is worrying when the person takes time to get home, it's giving an unexpected surprise and helping on a more difficult day. It's also taking into account your favorite color or favorite food, it's always thinking first about the other and then about yourself. Falling in love is also being happy with the other person's achievements, because there is an inexplicable connection. It's acting with the toughness of a father when she takes some thoughtless and inconsequential action. It's the difficulty of sleeping without feeling the person you love by your side. It's controlling your ner
I always remember the most difficult moments of my life, any normal person would remember the best memories, that is, the happiest, in my case that's not how it works; it is in the difficult moments that I felt most loved and cared for, when my father abandoned me together with my mother I was only six years old, I remember asking my mother why he would leave, so in a calm way and calm, the woman who gave me the world gave me the greatest lesson in love that ever existed in my entire life "Blacke your father left us because you and I are too amazing for him" I didn't understand much at the time but as I went growing up I understood what those words meant, that we were both so good to him that that man couldn't bear to see that and feel inferior, at the time my mother was a lieutenant in the military battalion, she was seen as a model woman, I always made an effort to being a great son, whereas my father, turned into a disgusting drunk, after knocking my mother down the stairs, she rol
The dorm was adequate, when I was taken by Dimitri I thought I would sleep on the floor, there would be no bathroom and I would probably do my business in a bucket or something, however, it was a simple room, with a bed and a small bathroom , nothing like the Palace, but still adequate, I had a shower and then I put on the uniform they left on the bed, the color is red and it has the bird ornament on the chest, just like the one I saw on the uniform of the Katerina during my interrogation, as soon as I felt clean and comfortable, a tray with bread, soup and a juice, was placed on the floor and pushed by my jailer, in this case, Dimitri, I took the food and gladly fed myself after all I spent the whole day without eating, as soon as I was satisfied, I knocked on the door and handed the tray back to him, then I lay in bed looking at the ceiling, I should make a mental plan to escape this place, first I must say that I decided to be placed as a puppet on the throne, because I'm sure that
The cold I felt at this moment coursed through my muscles, I was in a difficult situation while I was trapped in the palace, but nothing compares to the way these men were treating me from the beginning that they caught me in the palace, they did devastating damage. on the palace walls, several bodies of sentries found themselves dumped on the ground, as I walked being pushed, I couldn't help but feel the tears wanting to fall at that sight, how many fathers of families died here today? How many mothers did not return to their homes? How many children did their families leave? As I walked with my wrists chained, the pain in my chest increased more and more by the second, the man pulling me was becoming more and more dangerous, he looked at me with disdain as he said with a different accent. ______________ If you continue to stare at me, I won't be polite to you. - I showed an irritated face. ______________ Since when is that being polite? - Indago biting my tongue right after, these
I didn't have much time to feel alone, someone always comes along to remind me that I'm trapped inside this place. When the maids came to dress me in the morning I feel that something might happen, I don't know what, I just feel, I received notification that my presence in the breakfast room was required. We were halfway through breakfast when the king finally joined us, Celine and the queen and the princes. _____________ I'm late - he comments discreetly, looking at the queen who doesn't answer him. He directs his attention to me, I have the glass halfway to my lips when a noise comes from the hallway. I was surprised by the screams. Throughout my brief time in the palace, I didn't remember a single sound that was even close to being loud. In addition, the sound of the sentries' footsteps, the opening and closing of the huge doors and the clatter of cutlery on plates made a kind of music. It was the most complete chaos. The royal family seems to have figured it all out before we did
"Don't worry, Nathan and his family are fine, we're finding a way to get you out of here, just follow what they say until we find a safe way." Blacke. The note is short and to the point. My mind races just thinking that I'm going to stay here until they can save me, I let out an irritated sigh, but I have no choice, groaning, I throw the paper back on the nightstand. Soon they change me and I must sleep. The next morning I am awakened by the three maids who enter the room, silent as a breeze. After fifteen minutes of suffering through skin-tight leather pants, a draped dress, and other strange, impossible-to-wear outfits, we decide on the simplest thing I can find in the closet of wonders. Black pants, tight and tight, a dark blue coat with silver buttons, and light gray boots. Despite the shiny hair and heavy makeup, I almost look like myself. Lian waits in front of the door, tapping her foot on the marble floor. _____________ A minute late-she says as soon as I step into the hall.
I survive the feast: I look without seeing, I hear without listening. Even the food, more food than I've ever seen in my life, doesn't taste good in my mouth. I should be filling my belly, enjoying the best meal again, but I can't. I can't even speak when Thomas whispers in his calm, even voice to comfort me: _____________ You are doing well - I try to ignore it. Sitting at the crystal table, I drink a sparkling golden liquid until my head begins to to spin. I feel like a traitor. What is my family having for dinner tonight? Do they know where I am? Or is my mother in tears waiting for me? Instead, I'm trapped in a room full of people who would kill me if they found out the truth. And with the royal family, of course, that the king would kill me if he could, and probably will one day. She turned me inside out, traded ragged wrestler for crown, rags for silk. Yesterday I was a mere commoner and today I am a princess. What else will change? What else will I miss? _____________ Enough