A tragedy among souls
Formed from a web of lies and deceit
Unable to be unspun until the final curtain is drawn
Blood fills the hands of the usurpers
Despite one's desire to rectify a mistake
It will all be in vain
For the throne of thorns shall consume what was once a protective throne.
Darkness will cover the country like a shroud
Until the light of those forsaken are finally revealed
A final fight shall be formed
Made from truth and lies
Who will win?
Sadly, some things are just meant to fall
~Dystopia
~Fall through the cracks of the mirror into a never ending nightmare~
 
~ Deception can only (exist) last for so long~Tied by FateDestined to fall many eons agoOnly to repeat once more, leaving an uneasy land and it's shadow to wallow in despair.One born from a thiefOne who's lineage was stolen from birthConflicted souls that would always cross the other's pathStar-Crossed Souls whose paths were now twisted through deceitful handsOnly one thing can declare the outcomeOne cannot survive without the otherOnly when the thief falls shall peace reign once moreUpon a shining starHope shall linger through a
It was suppose to be simple."I know everything""What...?"It was a plan that they had concocted without the others knowing, but who knew that things would go wrong.So very wrong to the point that they had never even seen it coming.Then again, they were teenagers.Teenagers that underestimated someone who was good-very good at covering his tracks over the course of many years.To think, his own father had somehow anticipated that something would happen.Only, they had been the only ones unaware of what was truly being hidden. A dirty secret that was hidden within the shadows of the castle all this time.Waiting to ensnare any hints of the truth before it could be fully revealed. However, to make it worse was he that had led her to them.Unaware of wh
At first, they assumed Skye was upset over Anberine's disappearance given how low his mood had become. Then came the workload, leaving them to wonder if this had distracted him from doing other things.Except Skye to their relief had managed the stressful job, even though it was a challenge for one person to handle. Something they didn't envy for one moment.Which was why Marcus and Merlia volunteered to help out whenever possible, hoping to allow some burdens to be removed from Skye's shoulders.Sadly, nothing had changed even with the extra help. Skye even now appeared to be a former shadow of himself. Something that angered and irritated Marcus deeply whenever he came across Skye."It hasn't been that long" Skye waved Marcus' words away, not looking the Light Dweller in the face in order to avoid showing any of his true emotions. He already had a lot to deal with, both on a personal level and from
"Don't get me wrong, I don't miss the voice. I just..." Skye pursed his lips as he looked at the scrolls once more with mixed emotions. Ever since that day he awoke to his powers, the voice had been completely silent.Almost as if it had vanished altogether without warning.As a result, it left Skye with a strange sense of emptiness. Like he had lost a part of himself yet knew it was with him but was not able to see or access the voice.Why had the voice even appeared back then only to vanish?Why had he heard Nimue's voice back at the lake?Why had she haunted him with her words?It left him with so many unanswered questions during the six years, things that even with hints would be deemed nonsense.At times Skye would be plagued with dreams that kept him up at various times during the night, dreams that left him paranoid- guessin
Darkness filled the sky like a shroud, Clouds uncovered a blood-red moon that soon turned the world below it into a barren, lifeless land. Trees were seen dead and bare of all vitality, the lands were even filled with grey grass that would break from the slightest touch.Meanwhile the waters reflected the waxing blood-red moon, painting a foreboding yet bone-chilling atmosphere.Staring up, a woman wearing a long white dress contained a stern but determined look. Her blond hair fluttered around her as she stared at the sky, by her sides her hands clenched tightly before movement caught her line of sight.Looking to her left, her blue eyes narrowed now on guard for what would be taking place, the wind immediately howled creating a strong gust to circulate around her and the ones approaching her.A swish noise could be heard near her right hand before the woman bent
"I'll go see what's going on. In the meantime, I should send them some Dyra stones just in case they run out of supplies or are in danger" Skye replied before getting up, his fringe moved slightly from the sudden movement meanwhile his eyes showed that he wasn't going to be swayed."With luck, there should be enough stones even after my visit. If not, we do have some more so I'll pack them for the road" Skye assured himself as he eyed a navy blue stone now being held in his right hand. His eyes softened from how it was created and how the idea came about.Truthfully, he was happy that they could give her some means allowing her to think of anything but her ongoing pain. Otherwise, he dreaded what would happen if she had lost her means of coping.Noth that he would tell anyone of how they were made, however, that didn't mean he couldn't spin a tiny white lie in order to avoid any grief. The last thing
Taking his sword out from its sheath Skye attacked an invader startling them enough to back away in fright, however what made it worse was the sound of a horn greeting their ears.It was then the fighting had slowly stopped leaving the invaders shaken enough to search for the source of the noise, now recognizing it as the Horn of Camelot's royal knights.Skye as he noticed the leader immediately got off his horse and approached the leader who wore only torn but bloody plain clothes. His black eyes shot at the usurper who went towards him in restrained anger."May I ask why you are attacking a Druid Village which has been approved by the kingdom?" Skye asked in a silky tone that left the taller man sneering. Spitting by Skye's left boot the man shook his head."And what do we have here?" the leader said as everyone watched silently, not a single sword was heard except the crackling of some flames whic
"Anberine...?""Are you in there?" Skye called out as his left hand gripping the doorknob tightly, bafflement filled his face as he heard nothing. Still hearing silence his mouth pursed tightly before opening the door."Hey Anberine, why aren't you-?" Skye froze as was he was left stunned to the spot from what he was seeing. His stomach plummeted in horror before his feet finally found the means of moving, only instead of breaking into slow movements he made a mad dash towards Anberine's fallen form.Her haggard hair was covering her shoulders and laid lazily around her pale form, her right hand was laying above her head. Meanwhile, her left hand remained what should have been near her face which had been covered in her black locks.Her white dress looked a little too large for her now lanky form, causing one of her shoulders to be revealed. Her feet remained without shoes causing the chill to
"You did this!"Skye shivered as he sat in the dining hall, hands clenched on his lap under the table. He resisted the urge to move even though it was proving to be difficult thanks to what transpired hours ago."It'sall your fault!" Skye bit his lip as his heart continued to beat heavily in his ears, causing them to become red from being overwhelmed."Are you alright, sir?" Skye almost released a mocking laugh at the irony, unsure on whether or not she was pretending to fake ignorance. Not that he would blame her."Am I alright?" Skye wanted to ask aloud but had no energy to speak, his eyes were growing heavier and more unbearable thanks to how hard he was repressing his tears. Sadly he could feel water staining parts of his eyelids leaving him wishing he was away from prying eyes.Whether she was a look alike or not, if by some di
"King Arthur's story!" another boy whooped, not realising that they now had an audience. Skye however was left surprised, especially since it was nigh impossible to hear about the tale of King Arthur. A thing his grandfather had made sure of stayed hidden in order to cover his tracks, to Skye's annoyance."Now let us sit down and listen carefully okay?" the woman added before moving her head down slightly in order to read the book."Yes Miss" the children chorused eagerly. Without warning, sounds of excitement soon dwindled as the children immediately settled down in order to listen. Amazing Skye at how the woman could easily control the children and encourage them to be on their best behavior.Skye meanwhile just as he was about to move paused the moment he heard a soothing voice greet his ears. Feeling it pull him into it's polarity thanks to how captivating the voice was. Curious, he eyed a nearby chair and took a sea
"How is she?""She is still the same as day you brought her here, Lancelot" the voice said while holding a cup of warm tea, helplessness could be heard in her voice as she sighed heavily. Leaning against the wall by the door the woman's eyes grew grave."If this keeps up, she might never recover" the woman added plainly."Is there nothing we can do?""Hope"Skye's face turned pale as he saw the woman's face more clearly the moment her hat moved up. Slightly pale skin containing semi gaunt features which were showing signs of recovery greeted his line of sight. What also added to her dismal appearance was her long wavy blond hair that reached to her lower waist. Despite being platted, her hair remained free on the bottom half as it rested by her legs.Her blue eyes revealed masked sadness but held a sense of patience and auth
"Make sure to wear this, otherwise you'll attract far too much attention" Lacey had instructed while handing Skye a bundle of clothes from the counter. A wry smile formed on her face as she observed his flushed face.Now donning on a large brown cloak over a worn white shirt and brown slacks, Skye's brown boots trudged against the ground, feeling a little bashful for the sudden change of clothes and from having to be her errand boy. Skye kept the parcels under the cloak in order to avoid them getting damaged.As he observed the town, Skye scratched his hair which had changed from red to pure black. Meanwhile his eyes had also turned into a deep shade of brown, reminding him of a dark oak tree.Not that he minded, it was a little off-putting seeing this new presence greet him in the mirror. Knowing that he could have gone out as himself, only this would risk more trouble brewing given how well known he was thanks
"An outcast who doesn't belong with either side, just an abomination created by lies and treachery" Skye noted before feeling her hand touch his left hand. Feeling her grip his hand, he noticed how it was very warm."Don't ever and I mean EVER say you would give up everything for anyone. That is the worst thing to ever do. You never know what things you would entail and the damage you could create. And also- never! Ever talk badly about yourself, especially in that demeaning manner" the woman said sharply, startling Skye enough to send shivers down his spine as he looked up to see her angry eyes boring into his.Confusion filled him, not knowing why she was even giving him such hope. Why was she being so nice to him? Did he even deserve such concern?He highly doubted it."You have more value than you can ever imagine, everyone does. Otherwise why are you even here? Why are you even alive? Never, eve
Musing with her cup in one hand, the woman observed Skye's haggard look."He looks like he's about to pass out at any given time" she mused while observing him a bit more before speaking."You should take time to push aside things that are trifling towards you" the woman noted while continuing to watch him. Just seeing the dark circles under the male's eyes left her wanting to purse her lips at how little he cared for himself. Reminding her of a few people she had encountered in her life."It's... very hard, especially when you are given no respite" Skye admitted taking her by surprise, her eyes blinked rapidly from how he admitted it without any reservation."Don't get me wrong, I have some people who worry but that's the last thing I want people to be... an invalid who could fall apart at any given time" Skye added tonelessly, nursing the cup with a faint look."So you
The air grew misty in the now grey area, appearing as if all the colour had been filtered out leaving a dull, dismal atmosphere.Faceless people filtered past each other as they acted like mindless puppets without any strings, moving aimlessly through the town, leaving Skye puzzled as he continued to sleep. Unable to make out who the people were or why the world had become the way it has now.How it became like this Skye didn't know, all he did remember however was passing out on the bed. So how...? Why did this scene greet him?Was it a warning of some kind?Very soon, a faint silhouette of a person with long hair walked past a few people in the distance suddenly caught Skye's attention. However he could not make out who the person was. All that caught his attention was the person's plain sleeve as they soon blended into the people before vanishing into thin air."Murderer..
Using his free hand, the young male pushed his curly black away from his face so he could take in the scene. His hair which was long enough to reach his lower back had been tied up with a few cotton brown strings, meanwhile allowed his semi-long fringe to sit on top of his shoulders. Allowing his black choker, which contained a blue teardrop to be seen in the center of it.His clothes however involved a worn brown shirt and lower knee-high trousers, on his right shoulder contained a large brown triangle-shaped leather strap in order to stop himself from being injured during work.His black eyes narrowed before huffing to himself, not wanting to take in the scene any longer than he needed to. After all, he had more important things to do."Just in case..." the male muttered to himself as a thought came to mind, he briefly observed Skye from the corner of his eye just in case the steward was up to something. Not t
Skye while he tried to push the unwanted thoughts and images that continued to spiral around his head in a volatile manner, leaving one to wonder if they were inside a typhoon that continued to deprive him of staying sane."Why did you have to exist?" Pushing the shaky feeling inside, Skye immediately tugged Rowan's arm backwards startling Rowan enough to look back and take in Skye's weakened form."What's wrong?" Rowan asked as he now noticed that Skye's pale but vexed expression."You don't look so good love, do you need some air?" the woman asked, leaving Skye feeling some relief that someone could see he wanted to leave."I... I need to go" Skye replied firmly, startling Rowan once more."Why don't you just die already?! No one wants you here!""But we just got here" Rowan groaned only to see Skye narrow his eyes, now finally free of Row