Show is not substance.
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My eyes open and I see a brown ceiling with chipped paint.
I try to stand up but find myself groaning instead from pain. Everything feels heavy, an invisible force tying me down to the bed I was currently lying on. It wasn’t even a soft bed. I try to sp
Time is always of the essence. ✾ “What?” I roll my eyes at him, placing both of my hands against my hip. “I said I changed my mind, I don’t feel like shifting now. I can ride you or walk instead.” “Are you serious?”
Someone's lack of empathy is what allows people to have less of what they deserve.✾ We were able to reach the next village in a matter of hours. It was probably close to night time already and yet unlike the Torrids and the Savanna, there were still some light source beyond the makeshift fences and gates. And yes, unlike the rest of the places we’ve been through, this place is surrounded a wall and a few royal guards. The walls aren’t that secure, that I was sure. The wall, if you could call it that, was just some rusting metal fences and old metal salvage that was positioned to block outsiders, and to hide whatever it was inside. 
A sense of fulfillment, is usually hidden in small acts of kindness.✾ Upon closer inspection, I notice the logs and whatever it was that was barring the water flow looked as if it was just placed recently. Makes sense though since the soil from the Torrids was still moist and wasn’t that dry yet. Sighing, I look at the dock, the boats were full of fishes and clams. There were also some young kids and teenagers jumping into the sea. The people here really look different from the people of Torrids and Savanna. They weren’t as fresh looking and as well fed as the people of the Cinco capital but p
Love is soul to soul.✾ “You could have told me you gave him more than what he asked.” Yohan doesn’t reply at first, he was still humming as he opened the door to the inn. The door swings with a small jingling bell. It was just a small space, not bigger than my room back at the palace. The floor was carpeted a shade of yellow that reminds me of sunflowers, while the wallpaper that adorned the walls seemed like it was straight from the 80’s. It was a pattern of flowers with brown stalks and blue petals.
The belly rules the mind. A recipe is as spontaneous as the cook.✾ Like he promised, Yohan did help me in removing the shell of the shrimp. “I can’t remember the last time I had tempura,” He says a smile on his face. “You are making tempura, right?” Nodding, I start deveining the shrimp. This was a recipe that I learned from Eleanor, despite not being a Niju native, she was a terrific cook. I us
Betrayal never comes from people you don't know.✾ “Okay, that smells amazing!” Max pushed me aside to enter the room, sniffing as she goes. She wasn’t lying when she said that she had some cooked rice and bread ready in her own room. It’s not that much rice but it is still rice, and it’s been so long since I’ve had it. I don’t even remember if I had a full meal back at the academe before I got here. Yohan looks at both of us, shock in his face, he chuckles “Sure, come in?”
The thing about memories is that it's only just that. Something of the past. Cannot be repeated, supposed to be forgotten.✾“Are you sure you could go by yourself?”“Yes.”“Can’t it wait ‘til tomorrow morning? It’s already dark out.”“No.”“You sure you’ll be okay?”Rolling my eyes, I playfully punch Yohan’s shoulder, making him jump a little. Max had long gone left us both here, she was kind enough to clean up her plate but Yohan couldn’t in her right mind have someone else do work when he’s able to. So as kindly as he could, he asked her to
The rich stay rich by keeping everything that makes them rich.✾ Ebony skin, thick black curly hair, and dark brown doe eyes. The woman in front of me can almost pass as Eleanor, however, she doesn’t. She doesn’t even come close. If you probably ask someone who barely knows Eleanor, she might say that this was her, probably why Max said she might be the person I was looking for. However, with someone like me who knows Eleanor almost most of her lifetime, I can tell for a fact that this wasn’t her. Plus, she didn’t have Eleanor’s signature mole under her right eye. The woman lo
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?