I struggled for a very long time to simply speak a few words. I tried to, but no matter how hard I stared into this young god's enchanted eyes, nothing would come out.
My heart felt like it was beating like a huge drum that I wouldn't be able to stop with each breath he took. So then, why is he yelling under his breath, in my opinion?
My head began to fill up with unnecessary ideas right away, and I had no choice but to exhale them as quickly as I could.
I shake my head a little because I can still feel his hand's lingering warmth.
“But I guess I'm glad that you're okay," he said once again in a voice that was so sweet it was like velvet honey, and I couldn't help but want to taste it in person.
I widened my eyes, but why? I want it more, I want to hear more, I want to feel him more, and I want him to delve further into me.
Why would a god breathe excessively if he could simply conjure some magic to heal himself? Yet as soon as I turne
He licked his lips and stared squarely into my eyes, and I could feel the venom in those words seeping out of his mouth.His eyes and lips are beginning to burn with need, and I can also see it there. Even though they are raised upward, his appearance and expression send a highly threatening message to anyone unfamiliar with him.I wouldn't also comprehend this kind of creature, or his deadly side if we hadn't been together that evening on the eve of his birthday. Yet because I did spend time with him, I was aware that he was also exposed in that way.But if he's completely invulnerable, he wouldn't be able to use it against anyone."W-What did you do to him, C-Casimir, and how did you find me? Why are you in this location and what's going on?”When I opened my mouth to ask him another inquiry, he placed his finger between my lips and made a funny sound that prevented me from finishing my sentence. The slightest sound of laughter caused my en
I mistakenly believed that we would be locked in the same location, both of us exposed, yet for the longest minute of my life, we aren't in the same location anymore.“I advise you to keep quiet when walking Solstice.”“What did I do once more?”"Your footsteps are loud""I notice, but I hear nothing from it, Casimir,” possibly your hearing is strong because, recall, you're a werewolf? I want to add those few words, but before I can even start to speak, I manage to close my mouth.I notice that his hand is firmly holding mine, but I never expected it to be soft in any way.We pause in this quiet nook for a while, and when I turned to look at his back, I saw something I shouldn't have.I see how serious he appears to be in contrast to the Casimir I had always imagined. The current difference is that there is no longer any hint of menace or teasing in his countenance.I am skulking behind his back wh
When I heard his voice soothing the warmth from my ears, it seemed as though time had stopped. The tone of the voice causes the heat that is still present to prickle every hair on my body.I should feel as if I'm being drenched in ice-cold water, untouched by the hypnotic effect of each breath he takes, while his penetrating gazes almost tore my soul apart, yet I was powerless to reject his words.My last option in this circumstance would be to sigh and shake my head, but I chose to do it right away. I can tell he's interested in what I might say because I'm staring at those mysterious golden orbs he possesses.I moved in the same manner he did, crouching down by his face and whispering just loudly enough for him to hear that his breath was caught in the words I was saying."Whatever I create doesn't really matter to you, Casimir. There is no love in our relationship. We are merely here to enjoy each other. We are constrained by this loveless arrangement
“You seem to question everything that makes you curious, for such a young person, huh?” He finally stopped and turned to face me.Similar to before, his eyes would close, and the corners of his mouth would rise.“Did I tell you, Casimir, that I wanted to meddle in your affairs?” He seemed to lean in closer while I finally manage to gasp out some words again.Our previous location's warmth evaporated, and now it was replaced by shivers that abruptly ran down my spine and caused every hair on my body to spike in areas I'd never realized it had.“It's not like I said you were interfering with my affairs, Solstice," he stops.I manage to take a few steps backward, but he still grabbed my wrist and before I knew what had happened, I was caught in this warmth once more, like a caged bird that is currently unable to fly.He had his piercing eyes fixed on my soul, and I knew he was already igniting it."Is that a
As soon as I opened my eyes, a blinding light flooded my surroundings, resembling a spring or summer landscape devoid of winter.I put my hands just over my forehead and tried to glance around with little eyes, but I couldn't help to utter in silence.There are plenty of people about, warm giggles, resounding footsteps, and words I hardly understand, but the voices are so pleasant that I can scarcely tell when they are arguing with one another.My eyes get more open as I look about, causing me to stop where I am. However, where am I now? What may be the cause of me being here alone if Casimir isn't here?Every time I tried to close my eyes, only darkness would enter my head. I sighed and shook my head, knowing that I had to get to this point for whatever reason, which might have something to do with discovering who I am.Furthermore, Casimir might have placed me in that location previously for a reason, but this time, there's another reason I'm her
“You seem astonished, don't bother," said a young woman wearing a white dress and a mask over half of her face.The voice is calming like sweet honey in hot tea. It was absolutely nice. I focus my narrowed vision on her once more.But as soon as I noticed some fire floating above her palm, they grew wider. This young woman must be the one those two elderly men are referring to, I thought at that moment. Surely, she is the Wiccer.When I faintly heard chuckling, I realized that it was the Wiccer laughing again before getting up from her seat and coming over to where I am.This bed has a soft mattress that over time could put anyone to sleep, and I'm currently sitting in it.Despite this, I was unaware that the Wiccer is a woman since I had expanded my eyes to match the width of my mouth.Since the Wiccer was regarded as the most powerful creature to have created the world, even Auster or Xander believed that he was a man.Shaking
His words echoed like the reflection of water. He never even batted an eye for that little moment, and I can see my reflection in his eyes, proving that he is still carrying my soul.He pulls his hands away from my skin, and the warmth that had practically melted my skin with tingles abruptly disappeared.He appears in my vision like some kind of blinding light, enveloping me in a universe I've never experienced, just when I've been feeling the most alone.I was never even aware that these creatures existed or the reason for what had occurred to me.I turned away from his silhouette to look around. We were in the same room, standing next to this table, among books that were both dangling and steadily perched on the bookcases.I knew one thing. With this young man standing directly next to me, my chest felt constricted for some reason, just like the mist that abruptly vanished with a snap of his fingers and immediately emerged in front of us.
He pauses and shakes his head, "But it's rather odd since you are the daughter of the Lafera family."I, on the other hand, kept my eyes narrow even after they met his golden ones. Even if my lips are still intact with one another, I can tell that he is beginning to doubt my identity as soon as I notice his shoulders trembling.I hear him mutter, "You know what?" as he emits subtle, strange noises that send ripples through my senses.“I know what?” I say those things before I even have a chance to consider what he would do next, which makes my tongue seem to move faster than my thoughts.My eyes are already blinking, and the crimson hair that had been cascading on my face feels as if it is a great load that is resting on my forehead.Even though I can hear him scoff, I can tell by the look in his eyes that he is really looking right into my soul.Then he pauses again, this time placing his palms beside my face and creating anothe