Marina
Sadness is the chance to learn about yourself and your soul; it's when your heart opens its windows and doors.
Now, as tears stream down my face, I realize how much Adam truly meant to me, how much joy his smile brought me, and how much I truly loved him.
I'm stranded, crashing while my mind calls his name, but there is no answer; Adam doesn't call my name as I shout his. There is only silence slithering around me as memories of us play on repeat inside my head.
"I think Jenny got the other ones locked up in her bedroom," John pants as he sets me down on the ground. He is shaking, tired from running in his human form in a castle built for giants. His blonde hair is sticking to his forehead as sweat glistens on his skin. "I just need a moment,"
Looking around, I notice that we are standing in the throne room. The morning sun is lighting up the walls, blinding my eyes. Old paintings cover the walls; banderoles are hanging from the ceiling, and
MarinaChaos is the only word able to describe my reality as of now. Lily is staring at John, who is busy howling into the wind and breaking things inside the castle to relieve his agony.So far, John has thrown three chairs and ripped apart every banderol from the ceiling, frightening Lily further with his display of strength and anger."Should we do something?" Lily asks me in concern."I honestly don't know," I reply.As I'm looking up at John, I notice the ground trembling beneath us, and when I swirl around, I detect my furious sister.What a sight.Standing in the doorframe of the throne room is one enormous, ruffled angel.My sister's wings are no longer on her back. It seems the vines did a good tearing them to nothing, leaving her looking like a giant human with burning rage covering her face.Bruises kiss her skin while she is heaving, her shoulders slowly falling up and down as she glares at me with murderous
MarinaLooking into the face of my sister isn't easy. She shoved a dagger into the heart of my lover and ate my friends; it's difficult holding back that screaming rage at the back of my head.My memories are still intact, but I remind myself that none of that has happened yet; it never will.Although it hurts me, I know I won't save John, meet my friends, or even have the gorgeous Adam fall in love with me.At this moment, I will change the future."I-I didn't know you were awake..."Jenny's voice is pained, filled with sadness. Her face holds no anger, only loneliness as she keeps her gaze on the floor.I roll out of bed with a smile slowly creeping up on my face. Deep within me, my heart is mending. It's whispering soothing words into my ears, telling me this Jenny wears the face of innocence, that she isn't evil yet."Jenny, I'm sorry," I place my hand on my sister's shoulder to offer her comfort as my eyes convey regret. "
MarinaNever in my entire life have I been running this fast; not even when my life was in danger did I put this much force into my legs.The sun is lowering behind the trees, painting the scene in this vivid orange and salmon as the warmth of spring fans my hair. I'm sweating; on the verge of vomiting from not being in the best shape after the ice cream I ate after dinner."I shouldn't have gulped down that glass of wine either," I scold myself as I stop to breathe. With the support of a tree, I lift my head to squint ahead.The lake is looking as lovely as ever with glittering water under the sunrays. I keep staring, my heart stopping in my chest at the sight of a large man sitting by the corner of the lake.White wings, the wrong color, clad his broad back as he observes the setting sun. He lifts his chin to the sky, and I sigh at the short white hair on top of his head. The hair is shaved on the sides but more extended in the middle; I honestly
MarinaI don’t want to get married today.Pure discomfort is radiant in my reflection as I sit on that damn chair in front of the mirror while my mother is standing behind me. She is humming to herself and braiding pearls into my hair to create that perfect Victorian hairstyle.She is calm and collected. And I hate how she is acting as if it’s perfectly normal to marry off your teenager to some random guy from another tribe before she has even turned eighteen.His name is Rain. I haven’t met him yet. My mother says it’s bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the wedding, but I had hoped to at least see his face before our parents had arranged this wedding.My mother, however, called me shallow when I asked to see his face. Apparently, I should be grateful that my family has found me a husband. It’s a privilege to get married, my mother has told me.Unfortunately, I don’t share her opinion. At least
MarinaI sneak out of my tent when I’m sure everyone else is sleeping. The entire town is quiet when I wander down the street. The army has even turned off the torches to illustrate the time for sleep has come.Luckily, it’s easy to navigate because of the light illuminating from the angel’s weird tattoos. Faint light is glowing in the dark, and since the tents around our town aren’t massive, it’s easy finding the tall creature.He is still lying in the same place, roped to the ground. It seems someone has wasted nutritious food and thrown tomatoes on his back. He smells exactly like fresh tomatoes and yuck, something resembling juice is dripping from his back.I grimace at the smell. “Hello?”There isn’t an answer. Figures. They covered his mouth.Cautiously, I take a step closer to the enormous creature.He is absolutely enormous, and Jesus Christ, it blows my mind how much he resemble
Marina“You are marrying my sister?!”John turns pale with fear circling in his blue eyes. His face tells me he didn’t expect my reaction, neither does he seem to like it.“Yeah...” His voice sounds hesitant. I can see the uncertainty on his face as if he wishes to say something but doesn’t know if he should. “It’s not something I chose,”I huff at him. “You don’t want to marry my little sister?”Damn. I have some severe mood swings. First, it shocked me to hear Jenny is still alive, and now I’m angry that this angel doesn’t want to marry my perfect little sister. She is beautiful and knowledgeable. Why doesn’t he want her?!“No, I don’t want to marry her. Your sister is a tyrannical leader and only wants to marry me because of my abilities,” John mumbles. “At first, I didn’t mind, but now-...”I glare at him.
MarinaAfter Gustav has returned me to my parent’s tent, I search for my mother. My father tries to place his hand on my shoulder, but I push him away.My father can punish me later. I’m boiling with rage, close to flipping tables. Finding my mother is the only thing on my mind. She might be the only one able to clear the fog inside my head.“Marina!” My father roars, clearly upset with me. “Is it true that you removed the muzzle from the angel? He is a prisoner, for god’s sake!”Ignoring him, I rush out of the tent and enter another. My mother is brushing her hair inside. I detect her eyes admiring her own reflection. She was always pretty, way prettier than me, with defined cheekbones and shining hair.“Marina?” She turns around with an astonished expression. “Is something the matter?”My father stops by the entrance to the tent. Like always, he will let my mother take care
MarinaI search through the drawers, frantically looking for something, fucking anything to help my situation. My heart rate is through the roof. I’ve done nothing as crucial as saving someone’s life before, neither have I broken any rules, and now, I’m about to do both.With shaking hands, I grab a package of matches and turn my head to stare at my reflection in the mirror. I’m still wearing my wedding dress, but my facial expression looks different. The person looking back at me isn’t sad or gloomy; she seems determined.“Marina?” My father enters my tent. “What are you looking for?!”“Nothing,” I clench my fist, hiding the package with matches from his suspicious eyes. He would stop me if I told him I’m about to save an angel. “I had a pleasant talk with my mother, and now I’m planning on heading to the store,”My father stares at me. “In your mother&