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The structure and the bloody of a paint that made up the shelf made it possible for me to sigh in relief. The glow in his eyes that I thought absurd to even mention was no other than the cause of the blinding light that cause me to even blink. It fill the place with a bloody glow, accompanied the cry of my heart that finally rest to silent. “This place so dare to me,” he said, his eyes on the particular shelf that continuously bring me to a set of awed. “That's why I can't able to choose to leave this time and place. I just...couldn't think I have a reason to do so...” There's a glimse of both longing and deepest cut in his eyes when he face me. It was so hard for me to even grasp to what's with this kind of situation, of what to do and what this man trully feel inside. Is he in need of my ears to listen, or waiting for my suggestion or something? I cough hardly. “I can see you have your reason, I guess?” I shrugged when he only look away, feeling so conflicted. “Everyone has,” he
His words just now keep playing inside my head. There's side on me tells me to run away when I have the chance, the other one fell into silence of despair. If he was serious, then perhaps he knows what I'm thinking right at this moment!I'm easily to read, I know. Someone like this man could easily catch me even if I run like crazy for the chance of life. I know better than anyone else, yet I could only remain on my knees. I have this strange assumption that this man may able to considerate my stillness and spare my life. Perhaps because I listen to his story, now I thought he will to understand that we have some sort of connection?I'm silenlty hoping while clasping my hands that shaken in chillness. I thought he can appreciate my likeness to book. That this place may lose a chance for appreciation if I am to died the bloody and gore. He must not thought on doing that, right?But the way he said the words couldn't easily forgotten. My mind was a bitch to do such that. It was accompan
I abandoned the thought as I slowly walk behind him. He seems satisfied, nodded as a bit of soft smile plastered in his lips. He ignore the trembling of my knees as if it was natural. And it was to my shock when he says something out of ordinary. “You're still reluctant in the place like this,” he softly said the moment he glance at the otherside of the reflected wall. It was the endless wall from the entrance. We have to stumble upon the massive and countless shelf before to arrive. “What do you mean? I'm not reluctant,” I said, trying to stop the shaken of my voice. In any moment I can say I'll have to cry out loud if if will not to stop this instant. What I didn't realize was the feeling that ultimately heavied my heart until the very moment he response with a light cough. “Are you telling me you don't know?” He shrugged when I left silence and horrored. It as if that reaction was a reminder for something, though unusal he didn't further the topic. He cleared his throat before
The wonder within me was shockingly deep. Its root hardly located. Perhaps it's invisible in nature. It materialize the effect of it with force that hardly to makes sense, stabbing me with the scene that I couldn't get off my system.“The b-bloody order...” I murmured.There's a strange gleam in his eyes the moment he turn his back on me. There's a sorrow and longing after that words came out like a waves of drstruction!That's gravely of words shattered the world I thought I barely known...“This world,” he said, “is far more complex than you thought. It's far from the possibility of good and evil. It was-” He look at me, his eyes granted me a feeling of clarity. “-a world far from your understanding. Are you willing to risk to go beyond your knowledge?”I fell deeply, the kind of which that the silent boom filled the world with shattering pieces of myself. I gaped to the reality presented infront of me. His eyes tells me it was the truth, the sudden sensation that brought upon by th
I am deeply bothered to something I don't even know about. Navigating the long and silent hallway made me think and rethink some scene that made it to mind. And it was so grovelling to the extent I lost the sense of reality just now. I gasped to find myself staring at the blankness of the wall that end the hallway. I shivered to wake up. “Dead end?” I ask myself, unable to analyze what just happen. “What I'm doing here, anyway? Surely not because I'm lost,” I added with a sigh of resignation to the rising conflict within me. Before I look away to determine my location, I notice the print in the wall. It was something that made my heart to race in apprehensive speed and my eyes to widen. It was a goddamn of a mirror! “Child, child,” a screeching sounds, blowing like a whisper of wind. “Come, let's dance to the wild!” “What...was that?” I gulped, looking away to the emptiness of the hallway. The wall at the otherside meets my wonder, it shine brightly. Just now, the voices came o
The young prince was a mystery. He has this complex expression that I couldn't understand at all. While pondering the matter, I find myself staring at the desolation of the place. There's seems to be out of ordinary. “Why I feel like it never been like this before?” I grip to my dress tightly. After I gotten to convey the message to the young prince, I got myself excuse. It was just a glimpse of scene that shake me and teleported me to reality of what's this world really was and what my role in here. I sighed. “Perhaps I'm just sick inside. That's maybe why I'm even here, forgotten by mom,” my voice crack and I was shaken to the absurdity of this all. Why I'm even thought of that woman again? “Mom will never comeback,” I said to myself, “so please don't think of the matter again. Let's...give up.” It so sudden that I leave panting, the heat that boling inside me. The thought of the woman who abandon me for the sake of entering this goddamn of a palace still anger me. The hatred ins
I bury my face in my palm. I can feel the heat covered my paled face as I ran away with a screeching scream. I just like teleported from the deepest of my subconsciousness and it was one of embarassing to witness him looking as if I was some sort of bizzare creatures in the dark. Having able to move and think on my own, I didn't hesitate to leave that annoying child behind.A child... I laughed away the shame in my heart. What's I'm even thinking right now? There's certainty in me though that realized why do I let myself drawn to the deepest of his eyes. He may looks like child, however, my mind couldn't let go the face of that man that I saw in him. And I just thought strangely that it was him!I really gotten out of my mind...“Sis!” a familiar voice of that woman stop my overflowing thought. I gasped to find that I'm facing the same hallway. The woman was there, looks of confusion and curiousity evidents in her eyes. “C-cynthia,” I gulped when my voice echoed out to coming back
Third Person POV Everything, from the moment Altara wakes up in the palace and to the moment she confront that woman in the hallway, someone dress in bloody rob watched the goings on. This man stood highly and couldn't grasped to what this recurring situation that unexpected. His expression was those of a shock. “That,” his heart tremble. He look closely to the fragments in the wall, looking to the thing that shine bright with unusual color that was a mix of blood, dark and blue like sky. Shockingly, there's a gleam of glory in his eyes as he exclaimed, “The Detector Sword!” Altara catching her breath this time, blood spatteted like river from her mouth. She staggered backward, away from the one who stab the Detector Sword to the deepest of her heart. Just as she fell in her knees, he felt his heart stabbed and he groaned so loud that shelves shivered around. “What...” His hands tightened to fist and he clenched his teeth, as if he realize something that he never know exist. And r