Just then, the Library begun emitting a strange glow. It blinking from redness to blackness. Then an echoing cry filled the place as I burst out of the library.“Altara!” It was a thunderous voice, a familiar one that I only gritted my teeth for a response. It was filled with warning and discontentment. “Everyone, the King!”I silently moan to the pain of the impact yet my eyes widened when Cynthia exclaimed the presence of someone akin to heaven. I slowly lifted my head, gasped to see the King, walking like a storm cutting through trees and establishment. “You wench,” Cynthia glared, “bowed your head!”“No need,” the King interrupted, his eyes beam with bloody light. Suddenly he grasp his hands, pointed at my paled face. “I declared for my power as a King, witness with all the servants and my followers! You are no more Princess from this day and on, Altara,” he said, filling the place with shivering wind. “Bowed your head to no one as you are subjected to the trial of detector!”Cyn
Who are you?It's suppose my question to the figure who stop me from immersing through the darkness. However I find myself searching for the young prince.“You're making me laugh right now,” Cynthia abruptly said. “I'm not-”“You are, bitch!”I blink numerous times, yet I can only shrugged away the sight of her bitching around. She can only cry out loud when I left without words. I scan in the servants quarter discreetly, looking for familiar face that always accompanied the young prince. “Strange,” one says, bothered, “the young prince said he will to travel the far barren. However he didn't specify the place,” she paused, trying to makes sense, her eyes watered; “Actually he have long abandon us after what happen at Princess Altara's room.”“Why though?” I express the mystery that the servants don't even dare to pursue. Why the young prince change the moment he burst the pitiful door?It didn't take awhile before one of them shuddered, her eyes fully widened when she realize who I
“Is she telling me to leave the palace?” It's been awhile but the lingering thought crawled like worm. The woman was strange enough to disappear after that. Somehow it goes to the point I doubt for her to unable to do so before I caught sight of her. Or was it because she didn't expect I'll able to see her?“Are you even listening?” Cynthia gritted her teeth. “You've never be, Altara!”“Oh,” I cough to the sight of her eyes flaming in bloody glow, I felt like summon from the deepest of my soul. “Y-you're here, Cynthia. I forgot your existence-” I cleared my throat, blink to think for a good excuse, yet I can only shaken. “I mean... your highly existence is overwhelming. Didn't you think it's enormous for a princess?” I try to throw a joke, only it turn out serious.“What?” She turn into a dragon ready to burst a flame, however she able to calm a bit, shuddered to remember something. She laughed the harder. “Right! Why are you in that servants quarter, Altara?”“S-servants quarter?” I
“Grandmom?” She came to view, the woman who has deep admiration in face as she keep staring at my face.“Altara,” she said my name and I suddenly remember the curiousity deep within me. I excitedly jump from the bed, hug her legs tight. “Granmom! I have a question!”Her eyes filled with void the moment I look up, so dark. Yet become irrelevant the moment she smile, kneel to height the same as mine. “What is it, my darling?”Though strange by the way she address me, I continued with a smile. “I come to realize we name for a reason!” I strange by the sight of her blinking the moment I say the words. “Grandmom, are you fine?”She shuddered, shrugged away something that I suddenly thought was caught her off guard. “What's your question again?” she ask, yet didn't fully immerse.“Don't you hear?” I pouted, look away to the darkness enveloping the far City. It suddenly came to mind how she also do that when I ask her the way to the city. That I want to go to that place...find her if she tak
The warning is for me to stop digging for more. I know it's absurd but I laugh like this highly being lost his mind. I sneered. “You think you can do whatever you wanted to?”“I'm getting started, so yes,” his reply sent shiver to my spine.“You cruel son of a bitch!” I shriek, despise the existence that hardly notice. The son of a bitch only laugh. Its laughter fill the every parts of the palace, leaving the commotion that boiling about.“What are happening?” Cynthia when see I was standing in front of the close and guarded elevator. “Nothing,” I reply, no time to determine of who she is. Looking at her, she seem curious and was deeply bothered. Is she someone I know about?“Just tell me if you want me to accompany you,” she said, looking at the bloodily guards lining about. Their eyes close as if sleeping, yet they are aware and a single step from me will open their eyes for the opportunity to stab me and wounded my poorly existence.“So what your advice is?” I look her, determine
Third Person POVA magnificient glass broke by the cry of a child. Or was it a shriek of despair? This child soak in blood, looking helpless and weak.“Is this the revenge you proud about?” She broke into tears as she drop to the coldest floor. Her eyes remain in the figure who didn't flinch an inch. “Father...”His eyes darkened upon the word coming from her. “I don't have a child like you!”“How I wish...” the child can only sigh in despair. “I wish...I'm not your c-child...”The figure in a bloody robe tremble. He may be high and unshakeable, but hearing the despair in her voice upon seeing the wish upon her fate horrored him for the first time. This is wrong, he thought. This child is nothing but a filthy offspring!Having that thought, he shifted his gaze to the magnificient shelves. The light was dim and enough for a person to see the haunted of the place. “Your wish...is my command!” his words full of determination shake the child continuously. “Father.. ” she may wish those
Who am I...What am I...?Those are the question that hidden deep of my consciousness. They are seeping and right now wants nothing but an answer!What really am I?!My head spinning. I can hear the murmur of the winds. They try to embrace me but only worsen my fall. The world I look down are waiting to catch my filthy existence!“No...” I can only thought, screaming inside my head. I shut my eyes, feel the sore of the harsh winds of this sudden departure. What I'm even thinking? Did I really think it's easy to ascend to the highest heaven?!The familiar voice halted all the thought I have in mind. Suddenly I halted in the mid-air, her voice clap like thunder. “You'll be a part of me,” she said in her cry, “whether you like it or not, Filthy Princess!”It's the feeling that you are slap by the heaven, nothing you can do but endure and sigh. Like the time flows backward and you realize how funny you have been all the days that pass. Hearing those words from a familiar voice feels li
Tears fall like a rainfall in a stormy night. The winds blows harshly, swaying about the pouring water in my face. I lift my weakened being and trying to see through the dark.“Where...am I?” The mirror has nowhere to found. The place is dark, however the feeling of surrounding change from familiarity to unfamiliar. At the distance, there's a twinkling light that spread like snowflakes in the darkness, glow to visible in the naked eye. I walked into the place where the twinkling light fill the surrounding. It was like a fly that native in the dark, yet I feel the need to see it to myself.Naturally I have the feeling they are for me, trying to exist in the darkness to lightened my way. It was just my wishful guess, trying to manifest the idea that it wasn't at all nothing. That this kind of situation is a fate in itself.“Are you here for me?” My voice shaky as I murmured those question. I slowly walked into that place with my heart heavy. I wipe the tears and force a smile. “I comin