~What am I now? What am I now?What if I'm someone I don't want around?I'm falling again, I'm falling again, I'm fallingWhat if I'm down?What if I'm out?What if I'm someone you won't talk about?I'm falling again, I'm falling again, I'm falling~
-(Harry Styles) Falling
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Stefanos:
I watched out from the large expanse of my window, as the curtains fluttered with the soft breeze singing outside the walls of the tower. The view of the garden outside was magnificent as always with a few flowers missing here and there.
It was past afternoon, and I had no important chores to do. Today was dull and boring as my wolf decided to rest itself indoors, too lazy and unoccupied to walk to the marketplace where I always meet Xenia.
I decided it was a
~Look at my feet, look downThe shadow resembles meIs it the shadow that's shakingOr is it my feet that are tremblingOf course I'm not unafraidOf course it's not all okayBut I knowAwkwardly I flowI fly together with that black wind~ - (BTS) ON----------- -----------"Hurry Adriano! Quickly!" Exclaimed a very giddy Xenia as she ran through the woods with sheer excitement, her dark locks bouncing around her perfect face as a huge smile stretched over her delicate face.Meanwhile Stefanos grunted in response, feeling ashamed to have gotten tired so quickly.I should have gone hunting more often. Stefanos thought to himself bitterly
~I've been running through the jungleI've been running with the wolvesTo get to you, to get to youI've been down the darkest alleysSaw the dark side of the moonTo get to you, to get to you~ -(Selena Gomez) Wolves --- --- --- --- --- --- --- Stefanos “Simple. We need to shift.” With the said words, Xenia eyed me in that are-you-serious look like she wasn’t the one who got us into this situation at the first place. “You want to shift? Like the shift? The shift as in wolf shifting?” She asked, as if not getting a single word that I just spoke seconds back. “Yes. Shifting. The shifting of when you want to turn into your wolf form, now don’t make me explain you in practical on how to shift into your wolf form.” I said with my hands folded and an un-amused expression o
~You claim it's not in the cardsAnd fate is pullin' you miles awayAnd out of reach from meBut you're here in my heartSo who can stop me if I decideThat you're my destiny?~ -(Zack Efron & Zendaya) Rewrite The Stars --- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- --- The stench of cold blood had already seaped into the air when Stefanos and Xenia decided they had had enough for today. And when I say enough, I don't mean the meal they hunted, but enough of their wolves. It had been a few hours since the boar was attacked, mercilessly, must I mention and Stefanos had o
~I'm wondering, are you my best friend?Feels like a river's rushing through my mindI wanna ask you if this is all just in my headMy heart is pounding tonight, I wonderIf you are too good to be trueAnd would it be alright if IPulled you closer~ - (BTS-V) Sweet Night ---------------- ------------------ "Yes. I came to tell you about father. He's really ill, Stefanos. I don't think he has much time." The words bought a weird feeling of nostalgia and remembrance for me at the same time. How was I supposed to react to that? All my life I suffered and went over and over the question of why my father who I trusted with all my being would abandon me. What wrong did I do? What made him do it? Each and every question occupied my head, and when at the end I finally realised the truth behind everything. I started despising him. Any time I was frustrated I only aimed it at him. Nothing anyone could ever say or do would make me change my hatred for him. He
~At a dusky parkA nameless bird that singsWhere are youOh youWhy are you cryingYou and I are the only ones hereMe and youOh you~ - BTS(V&RM), Four O'clock--- --- --- --- --- --- ---The tiny and crooked house basked in silence once Stefanos was done telling his story, safe for the distant chiming of the church bell.But even after the bell had stopped chiming, the silence continued, until it started getting awkward for Stefanos. Because not only had he shared his pitiful past with the Omega, but had also broken down.But now that he peeked a glance at her and found her very much concentrated on a loose thread on her skirt, Stefanos realized just how foolish he had been.He had come here, of all places, and ranted out. And Alpha ranting to an Omega.What will Xenia think of me now? I couldn't defend myself from those high wolves in the park, nor did I know how to hunt in human form. And here I am, crying like a pathetic five year old. Just what was I thinking?S
~I've been hiding itI tell you somethingJust to leave it buriedNow I can't endure it anymoreWhy couldn't I say it thenI have been hurting anywayReally, I won't be able to endure it~ -(BTS V) Stigma --------- ---------- --------- ----------- Stefanos: "I came here to tell you to go back home Keke. I'm not coming with you." Keke’s face showed an expression that of a perplexed child who didn’t know his way back home. The words were too much for him to take in I guess. “W-what? You can’t be serious right now Stefanos?” He asked, scoffing as he stared at me with that childlike innocence fading away from his face. “I’m hundred percent serious here. Have you ever seen me joking about something like this?” “But why? I know you have your reasons, you don’t have to forgive father for whatever he did to you, but don’t you think you’re being too rash? This might be the only chance to see father. If not now then I don’t know when.” Keke talked so much it was like d
~From all the memories stored in my heartI gather up the ones of you, link them togetherGazing at them projected across the roomI feel you with every burst of pain~ -(BTS) Film Out Slowly but surely, Stefanos begin taking in his surroundings. He noticed the four poster oak bed, the table at the furthest corner, the door to the closet that had been once turquoise, but had faded in the years. Stefanos also knew that there had been an array of pots with various saplings on the large window seal, but none of that is there now. He also knows that there had been a dresser and a full length mirror, but none of that remains either. How did he know all that you ask? Simple. This was his room before he was sent away. And it seemed like Keke already knew that, and that's why he left him here. That sly wolf. At least he should have gotten the room dusted then. Stefanos thought to himself with gritted teeth, dropping the photograph of his childhood an
~I say run (Run)Laugh like you've gone mad (Laugh)Time to say goodbye to tearsRun,Never look backIn my two hands hundred bandsI'm a loser~ -Loser Lover (TXT)---- ---- --- - --- ---- ---- ----- ------ -----Stefanos:“Stefanos?”“Is…is that…y-you Stefanos?” The man on the bed, my father croaked out. Eyes slowly starting to glisten with the oncoming tears as he sniffled like a child.“M-my b-boy…”I stayed rooted to my spot, unsure about what would be the proper way to greet the man I have been envying my whole life, or if I still did. I didn’t know, not after seeing him so helpless on the bed. So different from the man who always despised my love for flowers and encouraged me to be a stronger alpha.This. This man here, was
Have you ever wondered, what could be the difference between something that sounded just the same as another, only that they weren't same at all, and instead were complete opposites? Did it ever occur to you that sometimes, we often used them together, calling them to be the same and not knowing its true definition or even if we did, we didn't really care. We didn't really care what it meant unless something tragic happened to us, and we are forced to look into its deeper meaning. One such thing, was this. The definition of loving yourself. To many, it sounds like a narcissistic thing to do, thinking too high of oneself or feeling like they are better than everyone else in all aspects. Yes, that is what many think loving yourself means. But that, my dear readers, is where we confuse ourselves. Loving yourself is not narcissistic, it's...embracing yourself. Because not every single person out there believes they are better than others, that they are higher in status, prettier, or a
~I'm cryingThat’s disappearedThat’s fallenLeft alone in this sandcastleLooking at this broken mask And I still want youBut I still want you~ - (BTS) The Truth Untold ------ -------- ------- -------- ------ A cold silence fell over the room as the seven young man took in every words just uttered by one of them. No words escaped their lips, no thought spoken out loud, for not only were their minds clouded at that moment, but their hearts began shattering as well. They did not know these people, never even met them and here they were, mourning at the loss the masked man had to go through, grieving alongside him and the one that told Niccolo the story. To them this was a story that was life changing, and it wasn't an exaggeration, it was a fact, and they were the proof. For now, they felt like they were seeing the world a little differently. "It was after their return from Elixie." Niccolo slowly started again, wiping his glasses with a handkerchief absentminded
~I started to become greedyI wanted to live with you, grow old with youHold your wrinkled handsAnd say how warm my life was~ -(Ailee) I Will Go To You Like The First Snow --------- --------- ----------- ------- -------- "Dear Stefanos, If you are reading this, then I guess you already know what has happened. That I'm gone. But we made a promise, didn't we? To share our final secret with each other? So I'm writing this to you, wishing and hoping that you find it like I hope you will. This is the first time I'm actually writing a letter to someone, and it will probably be the last. It feels odd how I had never really used my ability to write once childhood had left me. And now here I am. You see, when I was but seven years old, a healer had told my father I was ill, and that I would die young. Terrified, he decided to look for a cure amongst plants and herbs. Up until then, our lives had been nothing but merry, just what a seven year old child could wish for. My f
~Maybe back thenA littleJust this muchIf I had the courage to stand before youWould everything be different now~ - (BTS) The Truth Untold --------- ---------- --------- --------- ---------- Stefanos: I still want you… Even after the news of Xenia’s death, even after Draco broke down in front of me, even after I found myself blacking out in the middle of the market place I was still stuck with one thought for the last five days. Xenia was no more. My omega, the first person who made me open up, my mate…the precious part of my soul was no more. How is it that just two months ago you see the person you love the most near you, happy, alive and breathing only to realise the next moment that you were too late. Too late to ever see them again. I had never felt this level of despair, had never felt like life was this empty. Nothing had ever compared to this, to losing my love. I couldn’t imagine a worse pain than this. It literally felt like my heart was bein
~When it comes 2UThere's no crimeLet's take both of our soulsAnd intertwineWhen it comes 2UDon't be blindWatch me speak from my heartWhen it comes 2UComes 2U~ - (Justin Bieber) 2U ------ -------- --------- ------- ------- ----- Three days remained until the Flower Festival was to take place. Three days until the village of Vesilios had a chance to finally see the Smeraldo flower in its true form and not just a tale told from books. Three days until the villagers had a chance to actually buy it for the offering. But the one to sell them was nowhere to be seen. Stefanos stared out of his bedroom window, down at the garden with a firm look, as if he could not understand where his math calculation had gone wrong. Although he was high up, Stefanos could easily spot the vibrant colours of the Smeraldo's as they bloomed for a new day. He had been so excited to tell Xenia all about it. His adventures in trying to obtain the seeds from the Elk Forest, how it took him
~Bloomed in a garden of lonelinessA flower that resembles youI wanted to give it to youAfter I take off this foolish mask~ - (BTS) The Truth Untold ---------- ------------ ---------- ------------ ----- Stefanos: The seeds were in a soft mixture in shades of pink, purple and blue. They were beautiful, even as a seed they were glowing like Safire’s and Jade’s. How come something like this so magical and ethereal exist and I had no idea about them? Just watching those sitting on my bedroom table on a jar still had me questioning how I managed to have these. Was this really the famous Smeraldo flower seeds like everyone is talking about? Flower seeds were more precious than anything to me and knowing that I had these seeds in my possession really flattered me. Usually I had a manual on how to grow different plants but this time I was left with no choice but myself, I’ve searched around everywhere for any book containing the basics of growing this flower but ther
~I'm shaking and afraid but I keep going forwardI'm meeting the real you, hidden in the stormWhy did I want to hide my precious self like this?What was I so afraid of?Why did I hide my true self?~ -(BTS) Epiphany ------ ------- -------- ------- ------- ------ "Sire, let me come with you." "No Wraya, I have this under control." "Those men said there are dangerous creatures in there, you need me." "Those men like telling tales to get into people's head, and judging by your reaction, I believe they succeeded." "Even then, let me come with you." "You will draw too much attention Wraya." "Sire-" "What is going on?" Came a different voice than that of the said dragon’s master, making Stefanos and Wraya almost jump out of their skins. "Merciful Luna! Do that again and I will ban you from getting inside my tower!" Stefanos shrieked at Draco, clutching his heart in the process while the blond only watched with a frown. "You can't ban me, you need me." "Why does everyo
~The only thing I can doIn the gardenIn this worldIs to bloom a pretty flower that resembles youAnd to breathe as the me that you knowBut I still want youI still want you~ -(BTS) The Truth Untold ---------- ----------- ----------- ----------- --------- Stefanos: I needed seeds. Yes, seeds. The first and only thing that I remembered as soon as I woke up the next morning. All my plants were dying and Xenia needed more money and if this is the only way to help her, I should do my best. “Wraya!” In no time the dragon was flying over to my room, tensed on why I was summoning him at this early hours of the day. “Yes sire, you called?” Landing swiftly on the ground he stood with his hinge legs folded on the front. “We need to go buy more seeds, Xenia is in desperate need for money and I need to help her.” I dragged myself from the bed and walked back and forth, my eyebrows furrowed in deep thought on what seeds will be more beneficial. “But sire…haven’t you
~Loving youIs such a painful thingFeelings that can’t be emptiedIs such a sad thingMy dear, don’t forgetMy unstoppable love~ - (Davichi) Forgetting You, Moon Lovers Scarlett Heart Ryeo Stefanos stared at himself in the mirror, for the first time over a decade, he had unveiled the long mirror in his room as he stared at his reflection, his lips pressed into a thin line. While he remained calm on the outside, his insides seemed like they would explode from the pressure he was building inside him, his hand turning red from how tight he had fisted them. Meanwhile, Wraya leaned his large head against the window with a bored expression, his eyelids hooded in real boredom. "Sire, what are you doing?" "Staring at myself in the mirror Wraya." "I can see that, but why?" This had Stefanos’s attention, as he glanced at the reflection of Wraya, loosening a little bit of pressure. "What do you mean why? Aren't you happy? Surprised? Your master is looking at himself in the