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Definition Of Peace

Diana has been tucked to bed. She had been reluctant though, not pleased that she had been sidelined from our discussions again. She had finally agreed, however, when Peter had promised that he would tell her a bedtime story with some demonstrations. He has been gone for fifteen minutes now, leaving Laura and I to tidy the dining and kitchen. “Are you done arranging your clothes and room? It’s possible that tomorrow, Peter will take you to some places like the school and the palace. He might introduce you to some of our friends that will look after you if we are not around.” I nodded, ruminating on Laura’s words. Diana had helped me arrange my clothes in the wardrobe after she had told me about her classes in the palace and what they entailed. Whilst we had been busy with that, Peter had returned with some people, carrying a table and a chair, a small sofa, a dressing table, mirror, a flower vase, and some other room rudiments. At first, I had thought the items wouldn’t fit in, bu
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Night Discussion

“What have you two been up to?” Peter queried immediately he stepped into the kitchen, reclining modishly by the doorpost as he stared lovingly at his wife, before sparing me a curious glance. “Girl’s stuff.” Laura replied, a short smile on her lips—the pride that had clouded her during her husband’s defense against his brother, still running in waves around her. She could fly at this moment. Peter pouted at his wife’s comment, and I couldn’t help but spurt out a laugh. If anything, his pout became more prominent. Dude had been doubly shaded now. But that was the least of my concerns. We were supposed to be talking now, they were supposed to be answering my numerous questions now. I thought, biting my lips, not knowing how to broach the topic without making them think I was impatient. Thank the goddess for Laura who could read auras or was it face expressions, because in the next moment she was asking that we move to the sitting room so that we could talk about myself and the ques
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Night Discussion II

The time was twenty minutes past eight. I had an hour and forty minutes to vomit all the questions ravaging my brain.Peter and Laura were staring at me calmly, their hands clasped on each other as if rehearsed. They were waiting. My brain kept throwing up questions, and I was confused on which one to ask first. I took a deep breath, finally deciding to start with less stressful questions, and take it up from there. “Where is the dog?” That was my first question, and at first they didn't understand it; they hadn't seen the question coming. They had thought I would be asking questions about the community and the queen’s interest in me. It took a few seconds for them to recover from that unexpectancy before answering my question about the dog that I hadn’t seen since I had woken up the final time from coma. Not that I was complaining—I was actually relieved—but I was also curious. “The dog doesn’t belong to us. It belongs to a neighbor. Avarna had just let Diana keep the dog for a w
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Night Discussion III

“But it is not always like that.” Laura opined, adding to what Peter had stated calmly, without a note of unhappiness or dissatisfaction or envy in his voice. It was as if he had just been talking about the weather, as if he hadn’t just intoned that he was under his wife. “Yes, the females are mostly endowed with more magic, but there are some cases whereby men are too. For example our last ruler was a male, so said my mother…” “Did he have white hair?” I asked, interrupting her mid sentence, apologizing by lifting my two hands, but not retracting my sentence either way. It was best to put two questions together for her to answer. That will save time. “Yes. Here, in this community, white hair signifies more power. And so leadership isn’t passed on hereditary basis, as other communities do, but in relation to white hair component; except the ruler’s child has the white hair blessing.” Laura answered, and I nodded, thinking back to the girl I had seen with the queen, and then the boy
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Night Discussion IV

“Zande was with me before Diana came….” A look of fondness has overtaken Laura's face, her eyes glossy as she began to speak about the girl that was no more, the girl I wished I had met. Zande had obviously made a significant impact on this family. Even Peter was shaken. His hands were now unclasped, and he was rubbing them softly on his jean clad thighs. “She was kind and sweet, with an air of freeness and gentleness around her. The community had been skeptical about her at first, because of the rumors about her using black magic to kill her parents, but with time, she won them over when she came out from coma. She even attracted Queen Aliana’s attention, who later wanted the girl for herself; but Zande had been firm with her decision to stay with me. She had been the daughter that I had been praying to the goddess for. I thought she was the answered prayer, so I took her as one. It wasn’t long after her name got cleared up that she started going out with Aliana's first son. I act
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Revealed Secret

Seeing Diana step into the room with the cup of medicine, which I had been taking for one week—since the night Laura had broken down in tears before me—I sighed, not concerned that Diana would hear me, or moved by the fact that she was laughing now. The brute. “Why the long face, Maya?” She teased, stretching the cup of greenish bitter liquid to me, her eyes twitching and swishing.I ignored her. “You don’t want it? I will have to call my mother then…” She said, dropping the cup of medicine on the bedside table. She was about to turn away, but I held her by the arm, and dropped a soft knock on her head. She was really getting bouts of fun out of delivering a medicine much bitter than anything I had tasted. It was something that Laura had concocted for the memory loss that she thought was plaguing me. Serves me right.The first time she had given it to me had been the following morning when Peter and I had prepared to go around the community as he had mentioned on that night filled
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Panic Attacks

Was it already that time of the year? I knew there was an annual celebration of the peace pact between the two bordering communities and my pack, but I hadn’t known for what or who were involved. It was never held in the pack, but in either of the communities. My parents, and siblings when they had come of age in the last two years, had usually gone to these annual celebrations, leaving me alone in the house during that period. They stayed for two to three days before they came back, excited and happy. And although it got lonely sometimes—staying at home alone—I had still fancied it because I was free from bullying then, and from academic activities—since school was always put on hold then. Once, I had asked my mother why I wasn't allowed to go; why I was always left behind with the underaged in the pack, and a few aged fellas. Was I not worthy to see the communities at least? She hadn’t given me an answer. She had ended up stuttering after a long silence, before asking me to go aw
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Panic Attacks II

Laura and Peter’s eyes drifted from Diana to me in a split second. From the sad look in their eyes I could tell that they had witnessed, to an extent, the panic attacks, and that they felt sorry for me. I didn’t want that. I didn’t want to be someone to be felt sorry for.A sudden anger mixed with irritation arose in me, and I just didn’t want to sit on the floor again, I just didn’t want to sit in the same room with them; I needed some air—damn the suspicions it might raise. If worse comes to worse, I resolved to tell them all about it, all about my near experience with the afterlife.My hand shaking started again, but I was having none of it. I bit my lips hard till it drew blood, till my hands stopped shaking. I soughed deeply, gingerly getting on my feet, and making the walk that led me out of the room, not minding that I was the center of attention. When I got outside, I took a deep breath in, wondering which way to go from here. I could hear Laura asking Diana about the details
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Preparing For The Peace Party

I stood alone in my dimly lit room, surrounded by a veil of silence that allowed my thoughts to echo through the caverns of my mind. I knew I was about to embark on a daring journey, one that would force me to confront my past, my fears, and the very people who had once inflicted immeasurable pain upon me. But I was not the same fragile girl who had been beaten to the brink of death. I was different now, stronger, both physically and emotionally.At least I thought so.It was as Diana had stated it; the Queen had announced the party two days prior, but only to the eligible representatives of varying families who had shared the information to their family members. Dim had communicated the same to Peter since he was the representative of their family—he had done that in the center square to make a fool of himself rather, for Laura had already gotten a special invitation from the Queen herself. And so today was the day whereby I went back to the pack that has haunted my life.In the
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Preparing For The Peace Party II

“Are you ready to go, Maya?” That was Diana. I knew her voice as much as I knew Adam’s. But why wouldn’t I? The girl called my name more than a thousand times daily.I swerved, placing automatically, a short smile on my lips, as my eyes connected to her shiny blue ones. I was not ready for another bout of inquiry from her. Besides, she looked too happy to be going to a pack party. Laura thought it was because the little girl had been hearing of werewolves all her life, the bigness of their sizes, and the softness of their thick furs. It was safe to say that the little one was curious.Diana wanted to see them change to their wolf forms too. No matter how hard I tried to talk Diana out of it, the little girl seemed intent on asking a werewolf to shift for her. I didn’t know which werewolf would do that, to shift for show, but I wouldn’t be surprised if she finally achieved her purpose. The girl was so cute to be turned down, especially now. I thought, taking note of her made up face
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