I found myself standing in the grand hall of Windsor Castle. There was no royal dance or any sign of decoration as I had perceived on Talia’s birthday, and rather, a remorseful atmosphere seemed to echo blazingly from across the four walls of the humongous place. An unrecognisable woman sat on the dining table sobbing profusely as King Eric tried feeding her some soup out of a golden bowl. Looking at King Eric, I briskly assumed her to be my mother, Queen Margaret. We looked quite alike; her hair was reddish, her eyes a glistening green and she possessed a similar cute face with a milky complexion.
King Eric dismounted his horse, and looked at the clearing in the forest that emitted the luminescent ray. Instantaneously, the stallion began neighing loudly in a distressful manner, as though it had sensed inexplicable danger and was warning its master against the peril that lay in that area. Nevertheless, the ray of light had clutched Eric’s attention firmly and seemed to draw him towards it. And I magically landed on the ground again to follow his lead. Setting the bushes aside, he made his way into the forest area towards the source of the light. Approaching the luminescence, we noticed that the ray wa
The witch stood staring at King Eric with bloody eyes.“Finally, I will have what I have been waiting for, for centuries,” she claimed, as the helpless king lay beneath her feet. I felt really desperate, I wished I could do anything, anything at all to save my father. I knew she had no intention to kill him, but one thing was clear, that whatever she desired, was nothing but evil.
My eyelids fluttered open as naturally as having woken up from a deep slumber. I half-expected to be landing in another castle, however, the scenario that came into view left my eyes widened.I was standing in an open-air arena like a massive open-air auditorium. I stood on the topmost step of a series of lengthy stairs that descended below towards the center. And at the center of the arena stood a circular platform that was raised a few inches above the ground…I was in Themiscera, Greece.
Night fell instantly, bringing with it its pitch-black darkness and deafening silence. Only the sparkling moon was visible, enlightening my vision and allowing me to watch Helena as she stood at the peak of a towering mountain. There was a mixture of tenderness and extreme worry in her otherwise tough expression, as she stared below. She possessed my face, voice, and height, but everything else about her was completely different.The icy weather engulfed by veins and froze my insides, as I stood beside Helena hugging myself desperately. I wished that nurse could somehow provide me with warmth. But before I could think of a way to connect with her, an ominous bawl filled the horizon, making my skin
The young girl surveyed Helena through her exotic sky-blue eyes with an unending smile on her divine face.“Who in the name of Hera are you girl, and how do you know my name?” demanded Helena breathlessly, as her fury refused to cease.
The worst combat in perhaps, the history of the world took place that day. Which shook the entire horizon and the grounds of Themiscera. This head-to-head battle between good and evil probably shed more blood than anyone could ever envision. The vile witch had summoned a throne for herself and sat there in the middle of nowhere, as the two opponents faced each other with blood in their eyes.Helena removed the tiara from her forehead and placed it on the ground.
Jezebel gaped at Helena with lusty eyes and initiated a chant under her breath. Her wand was pointed at Helena’s pale and weakened face. But before she could move another muscle to gain access to her soul, Helena thrust her hand inside her long boots and seized a gleaming dagger.With a lightning strike, Helena struck and sliced Jezebel’s wand-held hand. A thunderous scream filled the night, which shook the horizon. Helena made an inexplicable effort to rise, her face was pale and sweating heavily. The darkness was subsiding, and the dawn was bringing with it the light of peace and serenity. Helena stood upright, and with a final blow, she jabbed the dagger across Jezebel’s heart.
My eyes opened and the pain that I had felt in my ribs when Malena had struck me had returned. With all the energy I could muster, I pulled myself up to face the sorceress, who was on the verge of sucking off my best friend’s soul.“You were right Malena,” I began, with a bold and victorious smile emerging across my face which had a drastic effect of w
Summer seemed to have arrived earlier this year, bringing with it its warmth and contentment. The glinting sun rose gradually over the unsurprisingly crowded street of Manhattan, illuminating the mundane scenario of the innumerable cars beeping amidst mass traffic and people commuting to work. The magnificently radiating ball flashed over Selina's face as I whooshed the curtains aside. She shuddered irritably and yanked the blanket over her face.
A spark of red light emitted out of her the tip of the wand and I knew what was going to follow, I possessed no strength to fight back, I could hardly gather the energy to remain alive. I guess it was in my fate, I thought, with no fear, and got ready to embrace death and surrender my soul to her. Well, at least I am being given death at the hands of someone whom I have considered my best friend since childhood, I thought painlessly, attempting to gather some cheerfulness through this minute bubble of ironical consolation.At that point, there was a slicing movement through the air which my feebl
A sort of relief broke out on my face, despite the unbearable pain I experienced, as I felt that I had avenged the death of every loved one I ever cherished, both in this life and the previous.“Father,” I mouthed, thoughtlessly, believing King Eric was listening to me. “I hope you’re in peace now, the monster which caused our destruction has been destroyed.”&
My eyes opened and the pain that I had felt in my ribs when Malena had struck me had returned. With all the energy I could muster, I pulled myself up to face the sorceress, who was on the verge of sucking off my best friend’s soul.“You were right Malena,” I began, with a bold and victorious smile emerging across my face which had a drastic effect of w
Jezebel gaped at Helena with lusty eyes and initiated a chant under her breath. Her wand was pointed at Helena’s pale and weakened face. But before she could move another muscle to gain access to her soul, Helena thrust her hand inside her long boots and seized a gleaming dagger.With a lightning strike, Helena struck and sliced Jezebel’s wand-held hand. A thunderous scream filled the night, which shook the horizon. Helena made an inexplicable effort to rise, her face was pale and sweating heavily. The darkness was subsiding, and the dawn was bringing with it the light of peace and serenity. Helena stood upright, and with a final blow, she jabbed the dagger across Jezebel’s heart.
The worst combat in perhaps, the history of the world took place that day. Which shook the entire horizon and the grounds of Themiscera. This head-to-head battle between good and evil probably shed more blood than anyone could ever envision. The vile witch had summoned a throne for herself and sat there in the middle of nowhere, as the two opponents faced each other with blood in their eyes.Helena removed the tiara from her forehead and placed it on the ground.
The young girl surveyed Helena through her exotic sky-blue eyes with an unending smile on her divine face.“Who in the name of Hera are you girl, and how do you know my name?” demanded Helena breathlessly, as her fury refused to cease.
Night fell instantly, bringing with it its pitch-black darkness and deafening silence. Only the sparkling moon was visible, enlightening my vision and allowing me to watch Helena as she stood at the peak of a towering mountain. There was a mixture of tenderness and extreme worry in her otherwise tough expression, as she stared below. She possessed my face, voice, and height, but everything else about her was completely different.The icy weather engulfed by veins and froze my insides, as I stood beside Helena hugging myself desperately. I wished that nurse could somehow provide me with warmth. But before I could think of a way to connect with her, an ominous bawl filled the horizon, making my skin
My eyelids fluttered open as naturally as having woken up from a deep slumber. I half-expected to be landing in another castle, however, the scenario that came into view left my eyes widened.I was standing in an open-air arena like a massive open-air auditorium. I stood on the topmost step of a series of lengthy stairs that descended below towards the center. And at the center of the arena stood a circular platform that was raised a few inches above the ground…I was in Themiscera, Greece.