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2024-10-29 19:42:56¬Luella
Thought’s estate was ice cold as we arrive.
Maybe, in theory, it wasn’t my best idea to invite Emmett back here. There is a storm lingering in Thought’s eyes, as Emmett walks in, marvelling at the beautiful home the immortal has created for himself. But like I expected, Thought is being polite. His way of doing so, though, is being dead quiet, only speaking when he gets the chance.
"You have an in
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(If you’re confused about the timeline, Thought is set AFTER Time’s novel. Contains mild spoilers for Time)¬LuellaThe sheer shock of it had my mind returning back to where it belongs.Pain burns in the back of my eyes, having me flinch back. Holding my face, I stop myself from screaming at the pain, the colours dancing in my vision, before it begins to fade away. When I open my eyes again, Emmett is staring at me, dumbfounded at my sudden reaction to absolutely nothing. But it’s not Emmett. It’s another immortal harnessing power to pretend to be my old friend.And of course it would be Time. Of course it would be Thought’s brother...I wish I could know his motive, but whatever just happened, didn’t supply me with that information.I’m assuming that was the curse. With uncontrollable ease, I was able to slip into hi
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¬LuellaI can’t hide my skepticism for Time’s claim to protect me.He’s been here for a few hours now, wandering around, examining Thought’s house with a consistency that is clearly irritating Thought. But knowing the pointlessness of shooing the immortal from his home, he has bitten his tongue, and allowed for Time to stay, as long as he supplies us with information about the immortals who are aware of the curse affecting me.But he’s been awfully frugal in the manner of which he is imparting information. Thought is clearly tense with the unannounced arrival of his brother, but has the peace of mind to stay quiet about it
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¬LuellaI scream.Rushing toward the edge of the cliff, slipping over the dew on the grass, I desperately search below into the darkness to see where Time’s body has fallen. Surely he can’t die from this...right? He’s immortal, so it would take a lot more to kill him than simply falling off a cliff into the bush below, but the thought of him being injured, even if Time isn’t my favourite immortal, makes me feel ill.“Time!” I shout down the cliff, seeing nothing but inky shadows swirling tauntingly around a void of darkness, the immortal nowhere to be seen. I don’t have abilities to heal like him, so if I slip, which the stones
Thought 29
¬LuellaThought sits in front of me, looking me dead in the eye.He’s dragged me right to the top of his estate, in a small room clouded in dust with one small window letting in a small amount of natural sunlight. His plan, to see how capable I am with the powers I’m developing. Thought doesn’t think it will go any further than being able to get into Time’s mind, but I have my doubts. I feel different, like there is power flowing endlessly through my veins.“We need to work on controlling your power. You waking up in the middle of the night not realising your set on walking an immortal off a cliff cannot happen anymore. Es
Thought 30
¬LuellaMy blood chills as panic sets in.It’s finally happening. The immortals have had enough waiting around for me to come out of Thought’s territory to attack, and are here to finally take me away. Thought has been vague about the immortals intentions are for me; maybe they want to find out how to replicate the curse, maybe bleed me out or disect my brain.“Who is it?” I ask, not ashamed of my shuddering tone. Thought and Time exchange glances, clearly as anxious about this visator as I am. Yet they aren’t the ones who may be potentially dragged away by this person, never to be seen again.
Thought 31
¬LuellaDeath is exactly how I imagined her to be.She has similar features to Thought, with long, straight dark hair that hangs down to her hips. With each time of her head, her hair seems to glimmer with a silver sheen. Her eyes are silver, like Thought’s although a more muted grey. They seem to be alive, like dark tendrils of fog swirl endlessly around her irises.And just to make her more like her namesake, she is dressed to head to toe with skin tight clothing, which is as black as obsidian. She is gorgeous, but undeniably intimidating. I can feel the power radiating off her, as if she is about to grab me, and drag me
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¬LuellaThe water runs across my skin, a gentle, warm caress.This is the only place I can find peace, after waking in Death’s realm. I’m unsure of whether to be angry at Thought or not, to blame him for putting me here. After last night, I’m more motivated than ever to get into Death’s head and determine for myself why she really wants me here.Because something tells me it’s not to protect me. Even if Thought thinks it is.Leaning back against the showe
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¬LuellaI raise my hand, starting down at it.I’ve been in another immortals head before, but this time, it’s different, I can feel it. Instead of being able to see into his memories, I am in Revel’s consciousness, able to control his body. Awkwardly, I move his limbs around under my control, feeling the strangeness, but also the power. Revel is a Sin, with power that is different to mine. I can feel is streaking through my veins.Shaking myself off, I think, staring at my own body, which just stares back at me, void of consciousness. I can use this to my advantage for as long as I can, maybe even go speak to Death and find out
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¬LuellaI stare out into the distance, watching the dark clouds shift and crawl along the sky, seeing the shadows tinting the treetop.“It feels strange being home,” I mutter, glancing up at Thought, who stands behind me. We made it back only today from Karma’s Province. Everything feels eerily quiet here, almost peacefully if I didn’t know what had to happen to make it that way. We haven't heard from Stace, which I can’t decide is a good thing or not. He is still a threat, but for now, we might be okay. “I’m glad you consider this your home now, despite everything that has happened here,” Thought admits, smiling down at me. Now that I’m back here with Thought
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¬LuellaI sit down on the icy bench, waiting for Thought.About an hour ago we split up, walking around the town looking for as much information on Aven as possible. Everyone I have spoken to doesn’t know her, and I never managed to gather enough courage to look into any of their heads. It would have been much quicker, but I’m afraid of what I might see that I don’t want to. And none of them deserve that, anyway.Shivering, I glance up, seeing Thought approach me from down the street. It’s late afternoon now, people mulling through the village mindlessly, thankfully not taking much notice of me. Eyes do linger on Thought though, even if he has a hood pulled over his head, trying to hide his face from everyone.
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¬LuellaHis eyes sweep over me, the silver of his irises turned milky under the moonlight, an ethereal hint to it.I’m ready for him to be angry at me, to wonder what I’m doing out here, in the middle of nowhere in almost complete darkness. He doesn’t look angry, as he looks over me intently, likely looking to ensure I’m safe and okay. I’m perfectly healthy, yet utterly mortified that Thought found me...I shouldn’t be surprised, I mean he is far more powerful than me, and possibly knew all along.“Don’t be mad at me,” I say carefully, holding my hands up defensively. He comes to stand in front of me, not touching me, although the proximity makes me shiver. Last time I saw him, he had no idea
Thought 43
¬LuellaRevel arrives only moments after Time departed, appearing magically before me, making me yelp.“Where are we going?” I question, having to use all my effort to speak, suddenly all my energy and desire to get this over with now having since vanished. Time has left me with a lot to think about. I can hardly believe I’m having to rethink my moral choices upon Time’s recommendation...He’s not exactly an outstanding citizen. “We are meeting in a neutral place,” Revel explains. We are meeting the virtue already, hardly giving me enough time to come up with an alternative plan in time. “Micah thinks you’re looking into his head to help him.”
Thought 42
¬LuellaI lay beside Thought, waiting for him to wake.I took Stace’s deal, knowing that I don’t have any other choice. Looking at Thought, I realise that it's all worth it, as he peacefully slumbers, the early morning sun casting a wonderful glow over his complexion. I’m not going to tell him about this, knowing he will try to convince me out of it. I will do anything to protect him, to ensure that Stace will not harm him.Stace has asked me to use my powers to get into the head of one of the Virtues - Micah, or humility to be specific. I know nothing about him, other than that he was a part of the group that killed a large number of those from Stace’s realm. At least that’s what he explained to me, and if I’m to believe him, I shouldn’t have an issue doing this.Yet I do...I don’t want to get into Micah’s head if it means he will die not long after. Sta
Thought 41
¬LuellaI don’t allow his words to frighten me.If there is anything that I’ve learnt, it’s that I can’t trust Revel, so as those words come past his lips, my eyes narrow skeptically. Revel is a Sin, which means he only cares about himself, and would say anything if it meant he could get his way.“If you’re lying to me…” I mutter uneasily, wishing I could put more of a threatening tone into my voice. The moment someone threatens Thought, it immediately makes me uncomfortable. For so long now, I’ve been the one everyone wants dead, so hearing that Thought could be in danger too makes my stomach twist uneasily
Thought 40
His eyes don’t leave mine as he steps toward me.Ignoring my thudding heart, I allow his scent to his me, his body, as his hands come up to cup my face, kissing me with a fervent passion that is unmistakably real. His playful words have vanished, no longer wanting to mess around, to jump around want we both want to happen. The bond between us locks tight, every inch of my body begging to be close to him, to not pull away. This is what I want...I want him.He doesn’t have to read my mind to realise what I want, sweeping me into his arms in a way that makes me gasp, walking me slowly over the couch where he lays me down gently.His t
Thought 39
¬LuellaThought and I sit outside on the balcony, looking out across the desert plains that have been casted into shadow by the fallen sun. Night here is remarkable, the once red sound now pale and milky from the brilliant moonlight.“So you don’t need to sleep?” I ask curiously, glancing at my mate who lounges back in a chair beside me. We have been sitting out here for a while now, talking about the most random things we could come up with. It’s bonding, in a way, drawing closer to each other with only the simple things being shared. It’s how we would have come to know each other in a normal circumstance.“No. But pure blood immortals do anyway to fill time,” he admits, silvery eyes glistening s
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(Spoilers for Sinful’s Lust. Read at your own risk)¬LuellaAny dialogue in her memories is foggy, but the faces are clear.I could have looked past this memory and not seen anything strange about it, but yet as I look closer, sifting through the intricacies of it, I notice the strange white haired figure with milky eyes that she has seen in the past has more to him than what might be revealed at first glance. Looking deeper into memories involving him, I see Sinful, and then feel Millicent’s fear.Whoever this man is, he’s s
