He stared at her as she slowly, with a trembling hand, took the paper from his hand.
His heart was racing, the horrors of the last hour replaying on double speed in his mind.
Her eyes were wide, and for a second he saw years of terror in her eyes, like this had happened to her many a time.
Her face hardened, and now she was void of emotion.
“I-I’m sorry for your loss-“ His voice cracke...
“So?” Tei says, a bit demanding, “we can just rebuild it.”
“It’s not that _simple_, Tei. You can’t just rebuild a symbol taht people have hated and make them like it.” Tonu’s voice is now a little ways past agitated.
“Why don’t we _make_ is that simple? We’re in charge. We can make a better world. Everything will be easy.”
Tonu stared at Tei, his voice stuck in his throat. Sabrina Carpent...
_ <two days before the annual ball>_
_ “Atlas, do you ever wonder what would happen if you got picked as offering?” _
_ I remebered the dream I had had last night. I had been seeing through the eyes of last year’s offering, a petite dark-haired lady named Enzia. When her name had been called, I recalled being overwhelmed with a sense of panic. I wondered if that was what it felt like to be pic...
A word of warning: this tells the story of my death. Now, I know just what you’re thinking. “But Lune! How are you telling this story if you’re _dead_?”
Well, I would explain, but I think it’d be better if I just told you the story.
If you were to take a left turn at the beginning of the road, you would end up in the forest. Play your cards right, and you might survive the night. If you fi...
tears are not wasted
they fall like summer rain, yes
drops of human soul
clear as the night sky
a thousand stars gleam inside
that tell a sad tale
like liquid magic
that intoxicate the most
powerful creatures
hundreds fall each day
and moisten the soil of earth
that you live upon
tears tell a story
that you will never hear of
and will never hear...
Vasil shakes his head. _This is never going to work, _he thinks, _it’s only going to get worse._ He looks up at the sky, at the orange leaves on the trees, and wonders how he had gotten into this mess. His mind goes to Anya, because recently, he’s been blaming her for everything. But right now, he realizes that this all happened _because he hadn’t listened to Anya._ Now, there was no way to go bac...
Vasil and Luda; like two peas in a pod, and yet, so different.
Vasil, raised in the city, smart, but quiet and unassuming. Chocolate brown hair, dark brown eyes, freckles, and a thin stature.
Luda, who grew up in a villiage, with one friend (who was not her friend anymore), loud and confident, friendly and kind. Bleach-blonde hair and gray eyes, stocky and sporty.
Such differences, and ho...
I am going to sleep, but it’s such a hot summer evening, so I take off my blankets, and lay there. Still so _humid_. I let my foot dangle off the edge of my bed.
I feel cold fingers curl around my foot.
I don’t scream; I don’t cry; I don’t move. After a few seconds, I think about how _awkward_ this must be for the monster under my bed. The monster isn’t letting go of my foot, and all I can t...
“Okay, I’ll be ready by five.” He tells Luda, and then walks away.
He’s only taken about twenty steps when Anya catches up with him.
“Vasil, I can’t believe you’re going with her!”
“Anya, we’ve talked about this, you can’t judge her based on a ‘_gut feeling’_. She’s nice and I want to go with her, plus, she needs help getting there.” Vasil says.
Anya shakes her head sadly, and then loo...