There's never been a more important woman than the one who stands up, not just for herself, but for everyone else.
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Yohan leans beside me against the wall.
It had been hours, and like I had assumed there were some guards doing rounds. Despite what Gloc had said before I got here, that most of them were not chained and permitted to leave, I knew that there would still be some security. Especially in cases such as that of Yohan’s. The people here aren’t dumb witted, they are aware that for prisoners like him they should always be wary. Even though Yohan isn’t bounded by chains or tied up, they’re still smart enough to not be lenient with him. Escaping would be hard, that I already know.
My wolf was with me this time
Never throw the first punch. If you have to throw the second, try to make sure they don't get up for a third.✾ The word swirls and I start seeing double. My knees give out from under me and the world starts to turn sideways. No, it was me turning sideways. Slowly, as if the minutes started freezing up, everything moves. My hand reaches up, to touch the side of my neck. Something wet and sticky drips from somewhere in my neck, and when I look at my hand, I see red. My body drops with a thud and warning bells ring inside my head. The floor was cool on my back, with my head turned sideways, one
Old love but in shapes that renew and renew forever. Today it is heaped at your feet, it has found its end in you.✾ Darkness surrounds my vision and I see nothing but scents and vibrations. My bones break and I feel my knees give out. An immense pain wrapping around my body. Once numb, my body now feels like it’s on fire. From my toes to my fingertips, everything feels like it’s being burned to a crisp.
Freedom cannot be bestowed — it must be achieved.✾I pretend I don’t notice the heavy stares of the children surrounding us.Helping Yohan lean back against the wall, I lift his shirt up. My heart was no longer hammering against my chest. Oddly, there was some sense of calm within me. He was still breathing, but barely. His face and lips pale and white. My breath hitches as I see the bloody wound by his stomach. Immediately, I bring his shirt down again. My vision blurs, but like everything else for the past few minutes, I’ve ignored it. Sniffing, I angrily tear a bit of cloth from the black cloak that I had covered in my body. Lifting him gently, I tie it around his torso. I tie it as tight as I could to apply pressure. I can’t have him loosing too much blood.
✾ Colorful tents of different colors and sizes could be seen from a distance. When I squint my eyes, they looked like a poorly drawn painting that was sold at a discounted price. The colors didn’t match with another, nor did it blend greatly. To be honest, it looked like a mix and match of hues that made everything look confusing. I didn’t even have to ask the little boy if that’s the place we were going to because the moment he saw it, he turned around with a grin on his face. He points towards it, cheerily.&nbs
We may add that it is not an act of justice but of foolish injustice to pretend the sexes are the same.✾ I stared dumbfounded at the teenage boy in front of me. Despite looking much like nobility and nothing like the disrespectful brat my brain was making him out to be, his eyes were more inclined on the latter. It was icy and full of unhidden anger and annoyance that I for sure thought that I would freeze on the spot and no one could e
Change is the law of life. And those who look only to the past or present are certain to miss the future.✾ Strong dark brown eyes stare straight at me. Months have passed since I last saw her, and yet she looked exactly the same. Could it be possible for a person to look like how they usually do but feel like an entirely new person? If so, that’s what’s happening now. Her hair was still black, still thick and curly. Her mole is most definitely still under her right eye. Her skin still looks like that golden hue that everyone is jealous of. It was still her, albeit she looked like she hasn&rsqu
Silence isn't always an agreement.✾ He could never recall if there ever was a time where he was truly at peace. Recently, that’s all he ever was. With her. Especially with her. She was his, and he was more than grateful. Despite what he had gone through, it was a nice thing to know that everything was not put into waste. For so long, he could
The suspense: the fearful, acute suspense: of standing idly by while the life of one we dearly love, is trembling in the balance.✾ Auster placed the tray in the middle of the table. Without looking at either of us, he drops and seats himself on one of the stools. Picking a piece of bread, he bites into it and grumbles lowly. I picked up ‘woman’ a
Here's to alcohol, the rose-colored glasses of life.✾The place behind the counter looked very much like it really belongs to Verdant.There were various shelves full of jars that had different colored liquids inside. Some had roots, leaves, as well as some things that I didn’t bother identifying. For some reason, my wolf had told me it was better that I didn’t know. There were barrels on either side of the counter, their spigot dripping a sticky brown liquid whose stench made me crinkle my nose. Furrowing my brows, I tried leaning over the counter, checking if there was something that I could at least give Auster, maybe even some water.
There are two questions a man must ask himself: The first is 'Where am I going?' and the second is 'Who will go with me?'✾The second thing I noticed when we reached Verdant was that everyone had a huge smile on their face.Unlike Azure, almost all the villagers had various colored clothing. Although it is quite apparent that most had pipes with them. Even from a distance, I could hear their laughter, as well as notice how there were some random villagers dancing and running about. It had been a long since I’ve seen an actual place in Cinco where there were wolves laughing and having fun.It smelled like fresh dew and the mist was still pretty thick. Much like the old man who was steering our gondola towards one of the docks, they also had glossy eyes. I’m guessing it probably was because of the
And live like it's heaven on earth.✾The first thing I noticed once we reached Verdant was that it was inexplicably green.Verdant was a district that was abundantly covered by mist. The trees and mountains seemed to be covered by moss and various plants and leaves. And everywhere I went, the only thing I could smell was fresh dew. The kind of thing one might smell at the start of the morning as dawn breaks. Once we have reached the vicinity of Verdant, the sound of one of the largest waterfalls I have ever seen echoed throughout the thick forest.The trees surrounding the whole district seemed as tall as the sky and seemed to disappear within the clouds. I had no choice but to look up. I couldn’t even help but awe loudly.“Woah,” I mut
A boy needs a father to show him how to be in the world. He needs to be given swagger, taught how to read a map so that he can recognize the roads that lead to life and the paths that lead to death, how to know what love requires, and where to find steel in the heart when life makes demands on us that are greater than we think we can endure.✾I closed my mouth and listened.Yohan was quiet right next to me and it was thanks to him that I haven’t jumped Eleanor yet. My mate had just gone through something horrible and almost died back in the underground fighting ring and she wants to put him in the spotlight again? Gritting my teeth, I continued looking down on my lap, my hands clenched.“Amara, I don’t like this idea any more than you do,” Eleanor says. Without meaning to, I scoff. I hear her sighing, and I find myself lifting my head a bit to look at her. She was staring daggers at the map, her jaw clenched.
It is a long-cherished tradition among a certain type of military thinker that huge casualties are the main thing.✾It had been a few days since I had breakfast with Eleanor.Like how I imagined it would be it was a bit awkward. Especially with how every few seconds, she would stare at me and tears would leak out of her eyes. I teased her about it, hoping that she would stop, and her pride would get the best of her. However, when I did tease her, not only did it make her more emotional, but it also made her talk about how we used to be in the past.When I had teased her about her tears, she took me seriously. I had assumed that she would just scoff at me or ignore my teasing, but it seemed like the past few months actually changed her. Instead of just rolling her eyes at me, she took it way too seriously. S
No person is your friend who demands your silence, or denies your right to grow.✾The first time I ate something that Eleanor had cooked, I instantly regretted it.She was a Sem native, they were great in things like mining and exploring forests but that was it. They were horrible cooks. As much as possible, one would be safer with a Sem native as a guard instead of having them as one of the kitchen staff. Even though they were given a recipe book, or a list of instructions, seeing as they were from Sem, they would end up with a burnt and wasted food. Those from Sem were known for being so full of pride that they rather eat what they had burnt instead of asking for help.Eleanor was one of them. The good thing was that at least she was willing to accept that there were things that she needed to correct. See
Human nature is like water. It takes the shape of its container.✾It was Yohan.Clutching my heart, I narrow my eyes at him, “I didn’t even sense that you were.”“Sorry,” He yawned, stretching his arms up in the air. “Force of habit.”“Habit?”Eleanor coughed behind me. When I turned around though, I realized it wasn’t exactly a cough. From the way her eyes were glittering as she looked at Yohan, I knew it was something different entirely. Her look has been meaningful as if I wasn’t curious enough already. Eleanor was great at lying, which I learned the hard way. With how she was acting, it was like she knew something and desperately wa
Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike.✾“I don’t know if I showed it enough,” Eleanor pulled her knees to her chest, leaning her cheek right by her knees. She wasn’t looking at me, her eyes following the flow of the river. The wind had turned chillier than it had been moments ago. I didn’t know if the goosebumps running up my arm were due to the cold or because we were talking now. “But I’ve always thought of you as my sister.”I wanted to tell her that I know that. That’s why her betrayal hurt so much. But I don’t. I’m not even sure it was a question that she wanted an answer to. It was just a statement she wanted to start with.Eleanor started fiddling with her thumbs, “I know that the things I&rsquo
The truth is, unless you let go, unless you forgive yourself, unless you forgive the situation, unless you realize that the situation is over, you cannot move forward.✾The cool wind kiss my cheeks and I hug myself, shivering lightly.The nights had gone colder, which meant it really had been long since I’ve gone out of the gates. We were nearing the mountains, nearing the snow-covered lands that I’ve once read in my books. Breathing out through my mouth, I see white smoke right in front of me, as my warm breath mix and mingles with the cool night air.My eye falls on all the campers here. They had been battling the cold far longer than I did. How had they managed to survive? The tents didn’t offer any type of blankets. Had they adapted?