“Lianne, look at me! Please, look at me!”
Ruen adjusted his hold, anchoring an arm around her head so that her face would lift up.
Lianne’s vision was blurred but she could clearly see the pained expression on his face. She had never seen this kind of expression from him before. Never. It was breaking her heart.
“Please don’t look at me like that, ” she mockingly requested, sounding slightly raspy. “You don’t fit that kind of expression at all.” She gave him an apologetic smile and then coughed up blood.
“No, don’t speak anymore. Rest! The doctor will be here soon.” He placed constant pressure on the wound on her back with his free hand. This, he did so despite having a deep laceration on his left forearm too.
“Ruen...” she uttered in a weak voice. She winced abruptly when she felt the stabb
“They both disappeared just like that.”Lady Faye uttered to herself while sitting on a cushioned seat near the fireplace of the study room. Her hands were clasping on her lap, her back was pressed against the backrest, and her head was bent low, staring at the blue flames on the hearth.Lord Jared was standing near the window sill, his eyes fixed on the sunrise beyond the stretch of the north field. “I can’t believe it. To think that the stone really does hold power. No wonder the late King did great lengths to acquire it, ” he stated.“No wonder he forbade the princess to go outside the mansion, ” Lady Faye countered. “The blood coursing through her veins is actually the key.”“Tsk... the key to his insanity that is, ” Jared icily commented, then a moment of silence enveloped the room once again.“General C
“I’m going to the library Jen, why don’t you come with me?” Lianne asked her best friend as she twirled the phone wire gently with her finger. She was leaning against the edge of the peninsula in her kitchen, wearing only a skimpy short and a tank top.“Nah, I don’t think so. You know very well I’m not into reading books, Lianne. But if you can spot me some cute guy in the library, then I might consider going with you next time,” Jen replied, humor coloring her tone.Lianne sighed and rolled her eyes.“Well, suit yourself. I am going to go now. I’ve got to return some books I borrowed there and maybe check out another, but don’t worry I might spot a cute guy for you.”She softly chuckled when she cut the call after hearing her friend shout a ‘Yes!’She ran upstairs into her bedroom a
Darkness crept in every corner as the midnight air surrounded Lianne’s bedroom. The silence was deafening, but it was suddenly broken by her frightening shout.“Nooo!”She sat on the bed, panting, beads of sweat ran all the way down her temple to her neck, and her eyes stared widely at the window.For almost a year now, she had finally dreamt it again.A man standing on top of a cliff as if waiting. His face covered by the shadow. The ocean waves were furiously splashing the cliff, but he was unaffected by the sight. His hair and coat were wet with the rain.Lianne was there, standing some distance behind him, but she was transparent. She didn’t have a solid body.When he turned to his back, it looked like he was looking at her, his eyes aglow, but it was dishearteningly sad. Then, his lips moved to shape a name - her name.&nbs
For all these years, I have been waiting for her. Now, that I have finally found her, I’m not sure if I should act promptly. Oh, how I wanted to touch her! She is just within my grasp. Right there. Just right there. This distance is killing me. Truly. But, will she remember me when I show myself to her?~Ruen, from his journal ‘Finding Her’***“Hey, Jen, have you ever been stalked before?” Lianne asked while sitting comfortably beside her best friend who was eyeing a football player just two seats apart from them.“Huh? I’m sorry. Wha- What did you just say again?” Jen replied apparently enjoying herself staring at the hot jock.“Nah! Forget it!” Lianne answered clearly annoyed.“Oh! Com’n Lianne, I’m sorry. I’m just keeping myself entertained.
It took her time to be comfortable in the room. Even though she was exhausted from the trip, she wasn’t able to rest. Lying in the queen-sized bed, she felt as if she was going crazy with the dead silence. Even the wall clock in the room wasn’t even making a sound.In comparison with this room, the room in her apartment would probably be labeled a ‘commoner’ room certainly. The recurring color theme was white and gold. The curtains were damask and the shade of a lighter blue and with trimmings of silver. There were beautiful porcelain wares in a shelf located on the left side of her bed, next to a vanity mirror that was probably worth a million bucks.In line with it, there was a huge two-door walk-in closet and an elegant bathroom. To her right, she could see another Victorian-style single sofa chair with a cushioned footrest and across it, the French door that she had intentionally left ajar. The room was dim, with
They all went down below the curved narrow stairs leading to the basement. It was lighted with electric, white fluorescent lights now, but during the past times, that part of the mansion only glows when there were torches burning.The staffs call it ‘basement’ but it was more than that. It actually was a dungeon, servicing the worst of rule breakers and slaves during its time.Side by side sticking like a panda, the gang meticulously observed the area. Three years ago, it was publicly open for all who wanted to have a taste of fear inside the Since Mansion, but now, it was closed in order to preserve its history and all the antique possessions relocated in there.Lianne, even though being strong-willed as she was, couldn’t handle the sight of the dungeon. It was not for ladies like them to see.There was a gloomy, heart-wrenching aura they couldn’t describe; maybe because of t
POV: Lianne DievinIt was the third day of our stay here at the Since Resort. Jen woke me up from her ever special alarm tone in my cellphone, saying that she will be with her newfound boyfriend, Roland, the entire day.Alona and Rachel had already informed us last night that they would go horseback riding today. So now, that leaves me on my own. The advantage of it now was that I can choose whatever activities I wanted to do this day. And speaking of activities, I decided to play Sherlock Homes.I went down to the customer information section and showed the male attendant the old rusted key I found at my doorstep. I was wondering if this was a duplicate of Madame Brenda’s key to the storage room.He did take a careful inspection of it and then informed me that it wasn’t the key to the storage room. It was actually a key to another room. He told me that it was
Sprawling on the carpeted floor, Lianne’s eyes rested intently at the king-size bed as surge of memories flooded inside her. She saw herself in the same bed with the mysterious man, passionately making love. It did stun her greatly, but the memory brought her briefly to tears at the same time. It ached her heart and as the flashbacks continued; she saw the mysterious man caressing her neck passionately and her, in the dream, moaned and submitted herself to him.Ruen…All of a sudden, the name echoed in her mind.‘Ruen…’ And then she saw herself utter his name in the flashback.At first, Lianne was confused, but a sudden realization hit her.‘RUEN!’ Her mind shouted, this time with renewed determination. It was as if she was a baby, learning her first words.Before she could lift herself up, the unknown man