[ A COLD NIGHT AT DEMONS DOMAIN!] •••A place; haunted and forbidden to disclose its presence in the human world. A gothic-designed building— so mighty and depressed; built highly at the top where darkness and gloom happily embraced the domain. With many tales describe it as a cursed house where demons dwell. Many; including creatures that are said to be from fairy tales, dare not to set foot near its doorstep— the forest of SKÓURO KÓKKINO. Inside the detached castle are the two vampires said to be legendary, as they show off their fangs. "Do you still see her, brother?" Renesmee murmured a question directed to the seemingly depressed Prince Dwight. Her voice audibly cracked with melancholy as it spoke out the words. Her brother sat quietly, five seconds away from her, burying his head deep in awfully poisonous thoughts. Without uttering even an air, he ensured that his eyes locked themselves with her startling blue eyes— enabling her to guess what the answer to her question was.
["POWER IS ESCAPING YOUR GRIP! FOLLOW MY VOICE AND I SHALL MAKE EVERYTHING BLOOM FOR YOU; WILL YOU? YOUR TEARS ARE MINE TO SWALLOW— REJOICE WITH ME UNTIL YOU SHALL!"]•••"Rafael is dead!" Renesmee informed a creature whose face was being decorated in white makeup, as soon as she stormed inside the dark room. Her stiletto-heeled black boots hit against the floor, clicking as she cat-walked in the direction where her 'dear' brother was being 'beautified'. Her hair whipped fast, swimming in the air as she made her journey. "That witch! Mauve is now known to be the lady of the Dark Castle!" Renesmee spat immediately after reaching her destination. Her pale, glowing features were visibly covered by indignation whilst her eyes glowed with a fire that was overly unwelcoming. She looked at her brother who seemed unbothered by the words she had just puffed. "So, I have heard!" Unhurriedly, Prince Dwight opened his red lips while he signalled the 'makeup' artist to leave the room. Renesme
"Your brother won't gain his freedom if you continue with your nonsense!" Amethyst hissed as soon as the door opened with a whine, to publish her features that were covered with indignation. Without hurrying herself, she cat-walked inside the messy room that on its floor had tiny droplets of blood, belonging to Wendell. Her purple eyes had a twinkle that was perceived as rage— as they slyly watched Renesmee while she took mischievous, stubborn steps away from Wendell. Wendell— who was at this point trying, by all means, to look for the owner of the familiar voice, raised his bloodshot eyes. As wide as they were, they darted around the dark room and immediately stopped on the glistening, black horns on Amethyst's head. "She…she listened to him?" Wendell whispered as soon as his eyes caught a glimmer in Amethyst's purple eyes. His breath was suddenly becoming heavy while his heart began throbbing. She looked so different— ominous shadows were hugging her figure almost the entire t
["MEMORIES FADE AWAY IN A BLINK OF AN EYE. REGRET SEND ONE TO A WORLD OF DECAY— BLOOD IS SPREADING ON THE HARD SURFACE OF HER HEART. A WORLD FILLED WITH FAMISHED MONSTERS; WHO SHALL BEAR HER TEARS AS SHE CRIES? WHOSE WING WILL SHE HIDE UNDER?"]•••The small sensitive organ kept on beating against her aching chest, demanding a quick escape. There she sat— her eyes were tightly shut, openly afraid to see the cruelty brought by the harsh, rude winds and the unending tears of NERIDA. "WHY?" That was a question she had already asked herself for the millionth time now and the most upsetting thing was that she did not receive a reply. Tears helplessly escaped from her eyes, creating a river of salty waters on her ashen cheeks, that shamelessly flowed to touch the tips of her throat. "Just like Circe, you lay in your bed with truths that could grant my soul freedom! For how long am I supposed to shed tears?" A brittle, shaking voice belonging to Amethyst aired a cracking hiss through her
"You are my tulip!"Words that awakened confusion and a mixture of many feelings she had never experienced before, made a deep, loud replay in Amethyst's head. "What does it mean? What are you trying to say to me?" Questions floated in her head without replies. Her eyes were squinting like a bag of nails as they watched grey clouds whilst they were roaming lazily in the sky, through a window that was awfully covered by cracks. Thou tar-coloured and gloomy, the clouds did not seem scary— at least in her eyes. They seemed to be mocking her, laughing at the confusion that was written all over her features. "They all floated far away from my reach. They spat their poison in my blood and ran away. Only he…only him! He stayed behind— though dark like the night, he shamelessly brings light into the chambers of my soul. I see…I hear what you were saying!"Words escaped from Amethyst's lips, which were painted with scarlet lip paint, revealing their diamond shape. For a moment, her eyes shi
78. "So you did come, after all? Bold move, Amethyst!" Douglass hissed silently to himself whilst chuckling softly as his sharp, red eyes slyly observed the rooms of the house that was now barely recognisable. The house that was once tall and mighty with its pointy head reaching out to the heavens; there, it fell with shame— its head was now looking down, hanging below the heavens as if afraid of demeaning words that came from the ones above.From being luxuriously structured— it now looked like an ancient shack, belonging to an old man who was a mile away from kicking the bucket. Smoke was hissing and growling in the air, and was immediately forced to sway by the cold breeze that entered through the broken windows.It danced happily like lost souls who finally gained their freedom from the darkness that have been feeding on them, in the shadows of every wall that helped the house to stand. Every part of the now-fallen house was covered in the ugly blackness caused by the fire. "S
["WE ARE BROKEN SOULS— ATTACH YOUR TORN HEART ONTO THE PALM OF MY SOUL AND LET US BECOME ONE. LET THE DARKNESS IN THE TRUTH SEDUCE US, AND WE SHALL FIND LOVE, AT THE END AND BEGINNING!"]•••A heart throbbing madly— demandingly beating against her chest, looking for an escape route as soon as possible. Eyes— so bloodshot and agitatedly shifting from one place to another, with tears making the vision blurry. Outside; the wind was howling a song, sung by virgins of miseries. With hands that were shuddering, Elizabeth clasped onto the basin as sweat was already taking an initiative to decorate her forehead that was frowning with confusion. "She is the darkness" Douglass's words made a millionth replay in her head that was vibrating with pain. His sweet, yet bitter voice was making a deep echo in the compartment of her ears, urging her to tightly place her quacking hands around her ears; so no unwanted sound came in. Carefully— yet slyly, she watched her reflection in the mirror as
"No…I assure you, my lady. I am fine, I just…had a rough night." Elizabeth puffed, speaking in an awkwardly high-pitched voice that echoed around the throne room— its waves shaking audibly with cracks of uncertainty. Before her unsteady, slightly shuddering figure was Mauve who was looking down at her, from under her eyebrows as she sat comfortably on her throne. Surprisingly, Mauve was wearing an apprehensive face whilst she silently read Elizabeth's demeanour. Voices were already singing in Elizabeth's head— singing a song that distracted tranquillity in her soul. Guilt and regret were already caressing her veins, enslaving her heart that could not find the energy to beat fast— it was suddenly one beat at a time. Her eyes seemed to be looking for something— they explored the room with curiosity as if it was the first time seeing the room she was in. They ensured themselves to look around her. "Look for what?" That was the question Elizabeth had asked herself but even though she
[The Song Of Death!] ——There, there…The world quickly came to a heartbreaking and dissatisfying halt. Nothing — absolutely nothing, only Amethyst's eyes that lazily shut themselves off. There wasn't a readable emotion on her gaze, eyes and features as they instantly became pale. Right at that moment, Amethyst's body began to shudder as coldness slowly covered every inch of it. Its movements were suddenly uncoordinated — nothing that she could do as all the engines in her system were shutting down. Five strong figures firmly held her back as she lay on his lap, supporting her so she did not fall. "Hush, my dear, it is all over now, I promise! Let it all out, if you must…!" A breaking voice of Liam assured. Instead of Amethyst, the man was crying, the wobbly waves of his voice fluttering straight into Amethyst's ears chambers. Ear chambers? They were slowly being overwhelmed by darkness that cracked as it touched every tip of the ear chambers and soon, Liam's voice disappeared befo
A familiar voice punctured into Amethyst's ears. It was Amethyst who had fallen into the small lake, her face buried in the water. Biting pain was waving all over her skin and bones and it did feel like some of them were broken. Her body was lying in the water, motionless as the leaves of the huge Tree of Life, next to her trembled in the air as it ominously blew and sang an unknown song. "Is this your simple way out, Althea?" There, a few feet away from Amethyst, Mauve, the witch, growled a query as her lips delicately curled into a disgusting, confident grin. Her half-naked figure was magnificently posing as she spat every word. She was definitely in no rush to do or say whatever she wished — only did she carefully watch as Amethyst fought to get up. Fortunately, Amethyst only managed to get her face from the water and now she could breathe, finally. There, the Dark Fey was breathing heavily as transporting air into her lungs was suddenly hard. Her nose was cluttered by crimson b
[THE DEMON KING IS ABOUT TO WAKE UP. QUICKLY, STOP SHREDDING TEARS!] …"Everyone is defending the coast and the front!" A royal guard whose quivering hands were covered in blood that did not belong to her growled and reported to Artemis quickly after she had thrown herself in the compartment. "That is what we were fearing the most!" Artemis whose forehead was decorated by an ugly frown, hissed through her clenched teeth soon when she received the royal guard's words. "And what about the West and the Back? Anyone still available?" Artemis, whose eyes were filled with rage that was trying to overshadow fear, blurted a question as her eyes were stealthily looking at the White Snake. The White Snake said nothing, her eyes were carefully glued on the naked window that published as the Dynato Asími Fountain was being destroyed by guns and arrows of death. "I am afraid there is nothing to report about the West and the Back. No life is left…!" The royal guard replied to Artemis's question.
[THE SUN HAS COME UP WITH ITS CLAWS SPREADING BLOOD AND HATE THROUGHOUT THE DRY LANDS!] …Loudly, a bang thunderously opened and vehemently vibrated in the atmosphere, engulfing the air with its powerful flames of misery. Everyone, including Amethyst, was overwhelmed by a feeling of uncertainty — nothing was making sense. There, the Dark Fey whose eyes were nervously shut, breathed heavily as the air was meekly refusing to enter the cages of her lungs. Her chest heaved, with a mission to drive away fright from her skin but that was not working. The only two things that her ears captured were her thunderous heart and a loud, steely sound that openly made everything seem like it was in slow motion — like the world had stopped moving. Her quivering lips felt heavy — she was not able to scream even when that was her biggest wish at the moment. That, however, was not the only thing she wanted to do — she could feel strong hands wrapped around her figure and with curiosity striking every
[THE FIRST RAY OF THE SUN SWIFLTY SHOWED UP AND THREW ITS LIGHT, CLOSE TO THE HEART OF THOSE, WHOSE SOULS WERE BEING CRUSHED!]"Sorry, Amethyst, in case you thought that I would let you live and do the unthinkable, watch me as I ruin your imperfect happiness!" Adelaide whose heart was vigorously hammering itself against her chest, roared through her clenched teeth as she marched in a location only known to her. There, she evilly wore a smirk that disclosed her shining fangs. Her lifeless eyes were glowing brightly with no sense of emotions — her pale face was twisted with disgust as she delicately curled her fingers inward, forming fists. Even though she was trying to pose a different posture than fright, she knew very well that her soul was overwhelmed by a vibration of emotions that she did not know how to express — fright was amongst them. Although she was continuously telling her heart to calm down, never did it bother to obey any of her words. "You will learn your lesson today,
Eyelids nervously trembled as tears began to create a shuddering stream down the cheeks that were blooming with hidden agitation. Lips quivered as words evilly hid underneath a heavy, numb tongue. A skin filled with beads of sweat was slowly dying — There on the bed, Amethyst was quaking whilst whispering muffled screams, her fingers clutching the woolly blankets. Her hair was wet with sweat that shamelessly pasted itself everywhere on her shivering body. Of course, she was shivering like a signal flame held high in the air. Was it a dream that she was having? Truly, it was a very bad one. Right there, Amethyst sharply opened her bloodshot eyes which were filled with glistening tears. The Dark Fey had gotten up whilst gasping and gulping for air. She felt like it had been a very long while since she had last exported air into the chambers of her lungs. She was openly terrified — everything that belonged to her was deadly shaking. "Where…where am I?" An agitated Amethyst uttered in
[ THE NIGHT WAS LONG AND COLD, AND YET, SECRECY WAS HIGHLY IMPORTANT TO THEM. ] AMETHYST CORVUS: "This is how it was all written down! This is fate, Althea!" Wearing a disgusting smirk that brightly disclosed dangerous excitement, Prince Dwight growled, his voice rumbling directly into Amethyst's ears. It was Amethyst whose body was frozen on the spot, confusion slowly brushing its dirt all over her features — on every corner. Her suddenly shaking hands had formed weak, trembling fists that barely held on. There, her face was falling with disappointment as it was victoriously mated with wobbly indignation. "SO BE IT!" The Dark Fey whispered under her cold, quivering breath. Closing her eyes, Amethyst turned around and began shuffling away from a grinning Prince Dwight. He understood it well; she understood why he was grinning — all of a sudden, she was very weak and there was no way she could hide this. She felt every claw of weakness breaking into her system, her soul, trying to
There in the throne room, two large doors sharply opened with a loud clang, disclosing an angry Amethyst whose face twisted with disgust. "You just couldn't wait to drag me down into the mud, did you, Adelaide!?" The Dark Fey hissed and growled soon when she stormed inside the spacious room, intruding Adelaide as she was humming a song that had momentarily calmed her down. There, Amethyst marched towards the White Snake, her nostrils flaring as veins bulged out of her head and neck. Her chest was heaving while expecting an answer from Adelaide, who at this point was frowning with confusion. "You dare disrespect me, Amethyst! What is this!?" Sharply getting up from her throne, Adelaide groaned, her frown deepening soon when she caught Amethyst's eyes narrowed at her. An ugly grin curled across her lips, unbeknownst to her that this fuelled Amethyst's indignation. Her eyes quickly glowed with a sparkling flame of ire as she continued to walk in Adelaide's direction. "Is it desperatio
[Everyone Shall Reap As Darkness Continues To Sow!]"The evil times are finally here! It is time to dance in the darkness, isn't it?" Clasping her trembling, slender hands behind her back, Melpomene nervously murmured soon when she halted just a few seconds away from Liam, whom she caught staring at the stars. Her eyes were unusually twinkling just when Liam had sharply turned to her — not because he was startled but surprised by her words collection. His eyes followed the direction of her voice and quickly caught an innocent smile wrapped up across Melpomene's features. "You!" Liam whispered whilst a smile swiftly painted itself on his face, letting go of his momentary confusion over Melpomene's words. "They are indeed approaching at the speed that I was not expecting — at all! Very shameful how rudely the darkness is spreading." Motioning the siren to come closer to him, Liam aired in a voice that was deep as hell and cracked as he spoke. With a weak, proud smile, Melpomene shuffl