"Sean was okay, he wakes up a while ago and went for a quick shower. But the terrible news was Nathan. "He hesitated.
"He was in a coma ever since, you three agreed on that stupid plan of sleeping in that hotel together, but Nathan didn't wake until now so my
try this on you." He hopes for a better result this time. "I with the scientific staff on a peer basis during your sleep and besides, I'm here to supervise. We'll be integrating and clustering into expertise groups and we'll build around specific infrastructur
The burnt down DRI building was skeletal in the new light of the day. The flame burns with colors. Catherine never thought it would. Even from across the street, it's like a bonfire.They have been rescued after spending a couple of minutes in hell. Even with her ability, the smoke was their enemy. The rescue was a code black, and the rescuer has more subjects to extract after them. Luckily, it doesn't stop them from getting them all. They were suspended from the bottom in harnesses, the craziest ride ever, but they get every one of them.The house was welcoming from the open door to the wide hallway. Upon the sides were the photographs of his childhood, so loved by his parents. The floor was an old-fashioned parquet with a blend of deep homely light nude, and the walls were the dark greens of summer gardens meeting a bold white baseboard. The banister was a twirl of a branch, tamed by the carpenter's hand, its grain flowing as water might, in waves of comforting w
The next morning, Sean step inside her room in a frantic rush. Catherine hadn't even seen her final reflection in the mirror when Sean barged in.“I'm going to the DRI and look for my team.!”
WastelandNathan's eyes fluttered open, blinking against the soft dawn light. He glanced around, as he'd done many times before, but it was pointless, as it had been each time before. He was alone up here. There was no one around. Not a soul, human or animal. No
creature or someone had any tracking talent at all and wanted to find them, they definitely could. they had already lit a fire, and if she doused it, that someone would only be able to find them more easily by pursuing the smoke and its source. They promptly gathered their staff into their arms and climbed up into an obliging rock as quiet as they could. There, they would wait, they would will creature or that someone to pass by, or better to not even take notice of their campfire.
She wanted to be strong. Not for the sake of Sean or even for the sake of saving Nathan, but for her own sake. This was something she wanted to do for herself, for the Land of Nod. And so, she approached numerous options to either run for their lives or approached Nathan. Maybe running wasn't an option.Ten Years Ago
, below her, ahead of her, it was all the same. Then she peeks an eagle on the tree, looked into the distance like it was contemplating something philosophical if it wasn't just a bird in the early fall sunshine, feathers were as shiny. Then unexpectedly It looks at her, oddly giving her goosebumps. They were almost to the mountain ranged when suddenly they heard a long whistle, signaling for something. They both halted, breathless as they gaze at each other when unexpectedly her head snapped up, her brown l
The apprehension comes most when she was tired and no other alternatives than to relinquished her deepest memories, and yet overwhelmed by the time she craves it most. So when her thoughts plummet into that chasm and the rope ladders burn, she put down
Catherine felt nothing, yet she did not flinch as she took him apart. She did not feel his potent shadows; she did not even wince; She became animalistic, her eyes were blazing and finally, she summons her fire from the dept of her soul, she engulfed him until he was nothing but ashes. She was untouchable, like an island of the lantern in a murky sea of turmoil, and she thanked her good achievement that, out of all the people who wanted him dead, she was the one to finally bring him to his knees. Furthermore, she heard a whisper, “Catherine, please come back, please come back to me. He's dead, he won't hurt us again, come on love, fight it, battle for us, fight for our future.” Something caught to her mind, something comforting voice that ripped through the twilight mist in her mind, it brought her back from the edge of darkness. Everyone she had move again, yet no one moved. She held the strength so powerful that no one dared approach her. Even the birds in the trees and essence
“How lovely, such stupid mortal.Even as they fought, swiveled in the snow, sprang, fled, and rolled at tremendous speed, with her launch she wasn't tiring, yet she felt something inside her surge. It was a vigor that scorched through resentment and anguish, something that took over the rage, the threat of logic and reason. She was powerful. She was the daughter of the fire, that reason implied.She was injured, losing strength, she could feel the pain twinge, she knew dimly that she was losing blood and lots of it, enough that she should be close to incapacitated, her courage and strength rush again, she never felt this way before, but she was also never this close to death either.Catherine allowed herself to go wild, let the fire consumed her heart, and wash over the last willful part of her spirit that still battled for intention and restraint. With the predator unleashed, Catherine ripped into the creatures as if they were just like a piece of meat,
A wintry wind stroked across the mountainside with a rawness that gave rise to one's soul into the gentle cloud-filtered rays. The icy breeze comes sometimes quiet, sometimes loud, yet ever with a chill that brings a crispness to the day.Ten of hundreds of people and creatures running around in a panic, packs of soldiers fighting a desperate battle to stay alive, invaders running rampant, killing, and tearing each other apart. Any attempts at bringing order were ended with threats of death.This was also the territory where the last of the resistance hold out. Loyal King Anjo's soldiers wouldn't want to see the heart of their land murdered, so they fought to the death to protect their king. Then chaos builds until no one knows what's going on and the only thing left to do was run away trying to keep themselves and a few others alive, or stand their ground and die as the land burns around them with anger and cries of the dead.
"Queenie, what do you suggest that we do next?""Well, do you have the three prophecy coins?""Yes""Then they will tell you what to do.""I don't understand... Catherine trailed off... taking out the coins in her pocket. "There was nothing in here, I mean..." observing it."Catherine you need to look at it with your mind, not with your eyes.""How would I do that?""I don't know you're the Mark, so I guess it will come to you, I'm not even allowed to touch it. But let your focus bring that prophecy to your mind, to yourself, to your loved ones, to the Land of Nod. For the luck of one is the luck of all. The journey of one is the journey of all. And within that, free your mind, free yourself and follow your Mark-given path."Silence followed."When you concentrate on that objective and plan when you learn to seek yourself for real." Queenie trailed off. Her pupil dilated."What is your intention, what is your quest? A
"Why? Why do you hate the Mark so much?" She asked, her forehead furrowed. The sun blooms on the horizon, golden petals stretching ever outwards into the rich blue. It was the brilliant flower of the sky that warms this frigid land. It was the invitation to a new day, that sunrise so typical yet Catherine's eyes embrace the sunrise, that iris of fire so pretty in it was a mascara of pristine light."Oh, such a sweetheart, do you think I hate him just because my father chooses him to be the Mark? You are mistaken, dear." He retorted, his mouth set in a hard line, and he gritted his teeth."Yes." She went poker-faced."No, little one. He took everything from me." His eyes burned with resentment. He strode after hearing her brief answer. His eyes slowly opened and looked at her, Catherine light-brown pupils were turning to green, and she can't help but felt a slight shiver run through her skin as she watches his eyes turned to bright gleam red. H
The waft of the ferocious wind tore through the Dark lord's mind. Dangerous moss and scarlet eyes blazed with contempt and thick eyelashes glared from the pale darkness. Heavy eyelashes gleaned cloak from their scarce surroundings. His masked skin wreathed in shadow colors. His chiseled face. Hawk-like nose and fine long raven hair swirling around from behind. However, his rigid body was threatened with frost. And his elegant hands tremble. He seemed unmoved, yet his eyes tell tales of hundreds of decades gone by. His hatred lurking as the shadowy trees that silence the breeze in the Land of the Moon.The Land of the Moon was not a very welcoming place, with Anxiety, Grief, Hunger, Fear, Agony, and Death awaiting whoever dare to venture inside the frigid land. The entrance was also guarded by the Sandjinns. Their duty was to keep the captives from leaving the Land of the Moon.However, to get inside, the spirits would first need to be hauled across the a
Smashing into a shrub with enough force that black dots danced in front of Catherine's vision, her collarbone and shoulder bringing shooting pain through her body, as she could hear her shoulder making a sickening crack on impact. Her head and shoulder jerking at a weird angle into the shrub roots. Her eyesight began blurring, grains and sands were more extensive, the wind has a sandy type than dirt, when, besides fine particles obscuring her visibility, a considerable amount of larger sand particles were driven closer to the surface enveloping them.It blew the dust storm finer particles from a long distance, the sand storm affects the entire desert land. The air forced downward was pushed forward by the front of a thunderstorm, dragging sand and debris with it, as it travels across the terrain."Everyone, do not panic," shouts Queenie.She knew it was very dangerous to navigate through a sandstorm since their ability to see ahead can be obs
There was a stake being jabbed into Catherine's lower back, the assaults radiating pain in a way that shatters her brain — or at least that's what it feels like. She lay so still, breathing shallow. Her entire body was throbbing, and it was unbearable wherever anything touched her skin, and her vision was low contrast and “gray.” Difficult to concentrate on everything. Catherine attempted to pull herself up off from the frigid floor, but her body didn't want to hold her weight. They strumbled and dropped around as she had never used them before.“Sean, dammit.! Everything hurts.” She trailed off, glancing towards Sean. "Hey. Are you okay? Sean? Are you awake?” Catherine lightly nudged him awake.“I'm in pain, oh shit I'm in so much pain,” Sean murmured. He gave her a shushed gesture warning and stepped up slowly. They heard the wind in sync with the dropping water on the wall.“What the fuck happened? Dammit… Where are we?” He
“How about we leave now?" Sean trailed off. Oblivious to the fact that Catherine was struggling to make him feel better. “We can try again, maybe we won't end up in Cold Mountain?”Catherine knew he was working on distracting her by suggesting to travel back to the Land of Nod. If he needs time to open up his heart further, then she will give him enough chances to contemplate his feelings. She realized it had hurt him so and she doesn't want him to feel even more obliged to confiding her everything.“That's a good idea, should we sleep here or in the Nodders device?”“No, let's try here, Nasir is the nodders device fix yet?” Asked Sean.“Not yet Mr. Walton, maybe a couple of an hour or more, for now, we should seek the conventional way.” Nasir trailed off, glancing at Catherine, “are you sure about this?”.“Yes, Mr. Nasir.”“Okay then, let's start. You two on hurry up.”“So let me get th