Myra's PovBut father was silent for the most part. As he leaned back in his chair, and yawned, then sniffled; running his hands under his nose. His eyes blinked slowly as he kept staring at me. Then he cleared his throat and put his legs down from each other."Oh, I should be thanking you Myra..." he said now, sighing."Because you're only the reason I'm still alive, even though death has been trying to take me for so long..." he said, oddly confessing. "And it's funny really..." he smirked. "To think that my desire to exist would actually be increased by the love of a single child?..."And the last sentence sent chills up my spine. I was wrapped in clothes that could help me survive living inside a glacier, yet his words made me freeze. I didn't like how everyone had now begun attaching some vague importance to my existence; especially when I knew there was nothing special about me. There was no value, no worth, no wow factor. Absolutely nothing. Yet somehow everyone was suddenly he
Noah's PovThe road was dangerously quiet and everything surrounding me was trapped in darkness. I still managed to see but with the rain, my eyes were getting as covered in water as my clothes. My hands were muddy and I wiped them across my jeans, as I stumbled up a different path and took a shortcut; busting out into the entrance of my chambers."Colin!!!" I yelled. "Colin!!!"I hurried up the steps, but stopped as a figure suddenly stood out from the shadows just at the foot of the stairs. I turned immediately; and my night vision placed in view a man with a disturbingly straight posture, and standing in a calm pose. His left hand was behind his back in a stance while his right held a torch that shone too bright and disturbed my changed eyes. I groaned and raised a hand to block the light, then reverted my vision back to normal. My pupils dilated and the surrounding darkness seeped back in.But with the torch I could now see where I stood, unassisted by my powers. Along with who wa
Myra's PovHis eyes stayed locked unto mine like a vice, as he stared at me like an hieroglyphic on an ancient wall. I was hypnotized, and didn't know when I found myself lost. The energy from his gaze kept me fixed, and my hands shook as I wanted to turn away but just couldn't. His breath was steady and mine was somehow in rhythm, hanging in spurts yet still flowing. I didn't know what to do, and the room suddenly became tense; with the heat of the lantern now somehow doubling. I sat with my legs crossed, wondering how long we would stare, when his head suddenly darted and the spell was broken. The same time a crack of thunder clapped just outside. And I almost jumped out of my skin as I shrieked in response to the boom; and father moved away, standing up slowly and with a blank gaze.He got off his toes and his eyes moved to the tent flap. It swayed and struggled, and even raised off the ground. At one point, it swooped up entirely and revealed what stood beyond. And I frowned as
Noah's Pov"What could that be, sir?" "An epiphany, Richard..." I answered."What epiphany sir?" he asked. "That you are risking your health standing shirtless in this weather?...""Okay that's enough with the remarks Richard, I'll get dressed alright...""Well I'm sorry sire, but persistence is key..." he bowed.I frowned now, and turned away. I dropped the box and coat over my bed, then walked over to the wardrobe and swung open the oak doors. My eyes were greeted with clothes and jeans on separated racks, all neatly pressed and folded. I squinted at the pile and reached randomly, picking a blue shirt and black jeans. The door slammed behind me as I slugged my legs inside the trousers; shrugged inside then buttoned the shirt."There we are sir...and I believe you should add the coat now too..." "No, that's enough...I need my ability to move freely. A huge coat is a burden...""Move freely? Where are you going sir?" he asked.I straightened the shirt as I stared at the mirror again
Izon's Pov I could feel my feet squish in the muddy ground like a baby's bathing sponge in frustrated hands. I hated it when it rained; and even more so when I had to be out on the field at the same time. The weapons I carried grew heavier as the rain poured down, and I walked damp past the barracks and into the armament room. I pushed open the door with my feet as every square inch of my arms were occupied. The metal door creaked open and I huffed; dragging blades and axes as though a knight wearing double chainmail. The room was lit with torches on all sides and the whole space seemed to glow red like hell's belly. I frowned as I moved over to the vacant clips on the walls, and filled them with weapons, increasing our arsenal. It was the only thing that felt good for me as far as today was concerned."Might grow old and die being second fiddle...but I won't accept it..." I groaned, lifting a mace.The head was spherical, and spikes shot out every which way; one wrong move and a fi
Noah's Pov The path to Colin's home was a winding one, and with the wet ground, I almost went mud sledding. The slight hill that sloped down this shortcut was dangerously arched, yet low in a plateau. And I reached one foot at a time, feeling for solid ground, before I took any step.The rain didn't show any sign of stopping anytime soon, and I groaned in frustration as my feet splashed and sploshed; going almost ankle deep in brown soil. I kept my head forward however, with my night vision re-ignited, getting closer and treading carefully. The night had grown old and the skies had subsequently fallen in a darker shade. The moon itself seemed to have retreated into its own home for fear of being struck by lightning.But I tramped onward and reached a clearing; a grove of shrubs that formed an unintentional fence around Colin's abode, and I maneuvered myself as well as my umbrella through and over it, now finding myself in his front yard."Colin!!!" I yelled.The rain kept on coming d
Noah's PovI froze at the question. As my hands let go of Colin and he slipped from my grasp; tumbling to the floor in a loud groan. I stepped back slowly, as thoughts rushed forward in my mind, making me fear the worst. Images and memories flooded back, and I found my breath almost hanging on a thread. I could feel my hands begin to shake as I remembered the battle at the boundary."Flanagan?" I said, out of breath."Ding ding ding..." Colin answered, coughing. "We have a winner..." he groaned, trying to get up."So stay off my back Noah..." he wheezed. "I'm just trying to have a peaceful evening alright..." he gestured, finally straightening up. "You already disturbed my peaceful afternoon, so please give me room this time okay?... I'm too tired to worry about kidnapping..."My eyes glazed in anger again as I faced him. I raised a hand the second time now, and released a punch. But I was shocked as this time, it missed the target. It didn't miss by a wide margin but it missed. And
Noah's Pov He came out of the room, and down the stairs, with his head now wrapped in gauze and his robes swapped for a black shirt and trousers. He looked like a haloed angel present at a funeral, ready to take the soul of the deceased. I watched him strut down the spiral stairs, but as he took a bend with his back to me; I quickly removed the box from my pocket and slid it inside a drawer. He made it all the way down, then smiled before he came over to me, standing on the other side of the kitchen counter."And I guess you're still here?" he asked."And till I get answers..." I answered tough. "I'm sorry for attacking you, but what you said pissed me off...""Pissed you off enough to make you want to break my jaw?" he frowned.But I shrugged."I'm surprised you didn't die really..." I said. "I hit hard, and you weren't even prepared for that shot...""And I'm a brick wall myself, I'm surprised your hand didn't break to pieces?..." he replied, smirking.It was funny, but I refrained