All Chapters of The Bedevilled Soul: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Three more feet left, and it would all be over. His eyes were already dead and every shade the sky possessed from dawn until dusk, in his dead eyes, they were black. Hispupils exploded to fill so much of the eyes. I remembered when they probably used to blink, to sit up and laugh and live life normally like humans were supposed to. But that time, he wouldn't. His eyes were just so still. After what seemed to be for eternity, he finally wobbled to my front. Then just as fast as the blink of an eyes, he lunged what seemed to had been an attack on me. At first, it wasn't too much of a chaos since he would be making a direct contact with him and we would all be happy at the end. But things began to grow out of hands. His firm grasp were the first strangle I felt on my neck, till his other hand scrolled through my body, trying to place my body calm as if one was about to be used for a sacrifice. Then I saw why as soon as the slimy snakes on his head stood up. Don't get me wrong h

"Before we get on with anything, we need to first off know what our problems are." Mr. Big baby, Peter Toski offered in the throne roomas we gathered together. We had no choice than to create a better Talot for the sake of the people. For that, we all needed to work hand in hand as one. And of course, we had to literally be one for us to achieve anything good, even if we wouldn't get along on a normal day. Plus in reality, I wasn't really left with much of a choice in the first place, especially since Mona and Lily were out of town."We don't have any problem really, Peter. Just get the bloody cure for the septic and save Talot." Tobin quickly interrupted almost before Peter could finish with his statement. "So maybe we should think well before we speak.""Hmph! I just thought-""You thought nothing you big baby." He cuts in, without even letting Peter finish his whining in peace."Quiet you two." I felt a

"The lords would have to bow to us as soon as we provide the cure." Tobin's voice boomed loud the room, bringing me back to reality from day dreaming about Bellamy. I never thought that even I could be allowed to day dream about a person. It wasn't like my heart wasn't opened to love, especially even after Richard had chosen to betray our trust and run to the dark Lord. Even with that, I still had the guts to dare to love and feel affection. With all the dark past and fate of mine, it was still funny to think that love could still work it's way to find me. Then just as I was about to reply Tobin, reminding him that the lords weren't the type to just easily overlook, the Grinch raised up her book with just three large words written boldly and edible: 'LORDS FINDING CURE.' I didn't even notice that she was probably diverting her full attention to our discussion. "Really?" I asked her in shock. They were so many things to say, but finding the cure seemed a bit over obsesse

Happiness is in everything; I dare you to invite it in.It is in the rain, cool and fresh, just as deeply as thesunshine, for they bring forth different emotions.Happiness is enjoying the moment, being presentfor that gift that is living, and allowing it to becomeintense.For me, there is something about chopping a homegrown vegetable that soothes me to my soul; Ilisten to the sound as the knife cuts and then themetal meets the wood. I let my hands move slowlyin the silence of the room, allowing randombirdsong and windy gusts to infuse my mind. Theearthy flavours develop an intensity, there is a burstof aroma with each cut and in the quietness within,I am happy.Other times I burst with life in the joy of movement.I love to dance to vibrant music, loud and strong. Ifeel my limbs move with the beat, my mindenjoying the heady ride. There is something aboutcycling in the countryside, with or without music, ina

For Kerik happiness is simple. It's hugs with hermama and playing "let's pretend," it's an upliftingstory at bedtime and the knowledge that me andher mom have life all taken care of. Food is alwaysavailable, she has a comfortable bed. She hasfriends to play with. We walk in the woods andsplash in the stream. She doesn't care what thetime is unless she's hungry. Sure, she throws a fitwhen her brain can't understand her world, I'm sureI still do that too. Sometimes she screws her faceup and stomps her feet, goes red in the face andwaves her hands, but then my tantrums don't lookpretty either - not that she ever sees them. I want tolearn from her how to be happy again, I want to seethe world through her eyes. If you showed her agold coin or a kitten and asked her to pick one,she'd take the silly cat every time. There's a simplewisdom there and I love it.The happiness is infecti