~Before I held you, I didn’t knowThat the world I was inWas this bright I reached you with a small breath of lifeIt’s a love that called out to me fearlessly~ (Ailee) I Will Go To You Like The First Snow -------------- --------------- Stefanos: “I say we break open these door.” Draco suggested. We were currently lounging on the ground, both trying to come up with a better plan on how to get ourselves out. “The longer I get to know you, the funnier you keep getting. Do you even know what you’re talking about? We are wolves Draco, not dragons.” I said, trying to learn some defence positions with the dagger I stole. “Well than you tell me a better plan? I suggested something at least, while you’re just swinging a dagger here and there so uselessly” Draco fired back, a bored expression in his face as he watched me. “This dagger, right here is going to get us out and that’s why I’m practising with it.” “Wha-” “I noticed one thing familiar by staying
~I appeared in front of you I am right here tell me with your own lips say yes say yes without knowing I must be going to you the blowing wind will tell you my feelings love is true~ -(Punch ft.LOCO) Say Yes, Moon Lovers Scarlett Heart Ryeo -- --------- -------- ------ -------- --------- Stefanos stumbled backwards as the words of the omega settled down. While the omega whimpered for what was to happen next, Stefanos glared at the floor, and Draco ran his fingers through his hairs messily. He could not believe what he was listening. After all this time, after all that they tried, this is where they had ended up. Now where in this whole damned Palace would they find her? "Stefanos..." Draco called, but the said man was already taking steps backwards until he was out of the room and walking out, much to his companion’s surprise. "Stefanos! Where are you going!?" Cursing under his breath, Draco exited the room as well, not bothering to shut the d
~I wanna be with you And I wanna stay with you Just like the stars shining bright You're glowing once more Right here beside you, I'm still Walking wherever you go You will live forever in me Breathing deeply, within me.~ - (Jimin ft. Sungwoon) With You, Our Blues --- ------ ------ -------- -------- ------- Stefanos:“Xenia.”Her name felt like a soft melody played within my lips, like the first taste of it could blend in with more liveliness. The content in my heart that was overflowing with the presence of Xenia could only capture the reality of just how much devastation her absence had caused me.My thoughts were impaled once I felt the strong push against my chest when a light figure crashed against me. Two very familiar thin, and tiny arms snaked themselves around my neck as the person hugging me tight cried while nuzzling on my neck.“I-you g-guys came for me…” Cried Xenia, her death grip on me only tightening by the moment. “I-I
~I break down, only alone I will cry out loudYou'll never see what's hiding outHiding out deep down, yeah, yeahI know I've heard that to let your feelings showIs the only way to make friendships growBut I'm too afraid now, yeah, yeah~ -(Sia) Unstoppable ---- ----- -- ----- ----------- --------- ---------- ---------- When their eyes met, Stefanos is greeted with the sick smile still plastered on the Kings face from the court room as he analysed him before it left Stefanos and turned to something beside him, his sinister smile growing much more sick. "So that is why you came here. To retrieve your mate." She is not my mate. But...oh well. Stefanos grip on Xenia's hand only tightened, and Draco came to stand beside him, covering up whatever was seen of Xenia. But the King didn't even seem fazed the least bit as he shrugged. "Doesn't matter whether she is your mate or not anymore. For she is mine now, a mistress of the King of Elixie, or have you
~I have died every day waiting for youDarling, don't be afraidI have loved you for a thousand yearsI'll love you for a thousand more~ - (Christina Perrie) A Thousand Years ------ -------- -------- --------- Stefanos: It was like a rush of fresh air when I found myself circling the wolf-no a man who couldn’t turn to a wolf anymore, like the prey he was in reality and my predator instinct had just gotten the better of me. “What are you doing?” The quivering voice of the King rang, but all he heard was a series of growls coming from within me. You’ll see. It’s time to get him real scared, in the ways of a real wolf. You dared to steal my omega from me, and you really thought you could get away with it? I challenged. I didn’t know if the King was getting my words but maybe some inner part of him still carried his alpha because when his eyes widened I realised that he indeed heard me. Behind me I heard a series of growls and moaning, suddenly
The thing that awoke Niccolo up from his slumber was the streak of sunlight pouring into his room through the gaps of the curtains. With eyes still half opened, he groaned, realizing that his nape hurt terribly from the position he had fallen asleep. He was still in his desk, a burnt out candle and multiple parchments strewn all over, most of them new. Slowly as Niccolo's eyes adjusted to the room, he stretched his arms out, until the scent wafting into the room hit him. Like an eager dog, Niccolo sniffed the air, feeling his insides soothe from the delicious smell of pancakes and eggs and mountains of bacon. It has been quite a while since he had actually craved for food. Over the last few days everything had seemed so dull to Niccolo, with their music failing them, Niccolo never really felt hungry, or he did but didn't bother to eat. Now, he felt famished, and he was eager to eat, because something told him he did not need to worry about writing terrible music anymore, for he had
~You know that I can’tShow you meGive you meI can’t show you a ruined part of myselfOnce again I put a mask on and go to see youBut I still want you~ - (BTS) Truth Untold ----- ------ -------- ------- ----- ----- ------- Stefanos: Arriving back to my tower, my humble home felt like a long lost dream. Back in Elixie I never thought I would make it back until the fresh and fruity fragrance coming straight from my garden hit me. It was nostalgic and yet it really felt like I was finally home. Wraya dropped me on the large and spacious balcony of the tower as I quietly jumped off of him. Then dropping Draco first and then safely having given Xenia to her house, not at least before attaching a sweet nice kiss on her forehead did I finally think of making myself to my own home. “You did so much for me Wraya, I’m so proud of you.” I said, stroking the dragon’s large scaly head with my fingers. The dragon hummed in appreciation to my words, thrilled that
~You’re my sun, the one and only in this worldI bloom for you, but you make me thirstyIt’s too late, too lateI can’t live without youEven if I‘m drying out, I try harder to reach you~ - (BTS) Run ---- ------ -------- -------- -------- ------------ Stefanos frowned at the sight before him. With his hands folded around his chest, Stefanos stared at his surroundings, watching as sellers and buyers continued their day to day activities, screaming the price of this vegetable and that meat. Nothing had changed. The village of Vesilios was just as it had been, like as if Stefanos had never left. While to him it felt like he had spent a whole year in Elixie, to the people of the village it was just another usual week. But a tiny little difference had actually occurred. You see, the girls that were captured as slaves along with Xenia, had returned home as well. How you ask? Quite simple actually. One, the Queen of Elixie and former princess of
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