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His Mate's Silent Cry Hush dear, it's just The Beginning
[THE EARTH SHALL COME BETWEEN THE SUN AND THE MOON, BLOCKING THE SUNLIGHT FALLING ON THE MOON! WAY SHALL BE LOST; EMBRACE YOURSELVES— FOR I AM YOUR SHADOW OF DEATH!] •••The wind was rushing across the thick, squat trees that cracked every time Amethyst's feet took a step. In the meantime, the bright flashing lightning was lightening up the sky like fire sent by Gods—as if warning her from taking another step close to the house. Her gazes were fixated on the tiny house that had blinking lights publishing it as hunted. The last time she walked in, Wendell took some valuable items away from her. She saw visions of her mother— explicit visions. She waited without moving an inch of her body and studied the house. "I'm sure that Wendell would have killed me the minute his eyes laid on me. Where did the girl disappear to?" Amethyst silently growled in confusion. Blue funks instantly engulfed her figure, which was lamely contracting under the mysteries of darkness. She could feel eyes,
His Mate's Silent Cry Memories, Never ending
"I WILL NOT FORGIVE YOU, MAMA!" •••The water was gurgling and hissing all the mysteries of the Oceans, two seconds away from her feet. Waves lifted themselves, swimming back and forth on the black surface and dancing to the rhythms of the hushed mutterings in the room. A pattern of tiny rainbows stuck themselves on the ceiling, limping as the waves danced. Amethyst quietly knelt next to the pool and patiently squeezed her eyes out to search for something in the water— something that was glowing blue from the depths of the pool. Amethyst sat down with eyes that were glinting with curiosity. The water now bubbled, as if paving way for something that was lying inside. A minute later, a head of a creature, that was covered in glowing white hair, began peering through the surface. As if under a spell, Amethyst did not budge until the figure of the creature swam out. Its eyes were brown–green and violently gleaming as they gazed at Amethyst. Its demon–hylian ears slightly flapped jub
His Mate's Silent Cry A call from the darkness
DANGEROUS APPEALS! Boots blasted across the dark forest that was as hushed as the lands of the dead. A figure of a man whizzed past the tall, primaeval trees, that had its heads of leaves dancing to the velocities of the breeze. There were squat, slim trees that were cheerfully shaggy and depressed alongside the brown grass next to a hissing lake. Dead leaves were leisurely falling to the dry ground, making a noisy crackling sound as they touched the ground. The runner's breath instantly grew frantic with the thought of being caught by the furred beasts behind him. His heart throbbed somewhere close to his throat. He could feel the earth beneath his feet quacking from his fear. From a distance afar, his ears could perceive the different kinds of sounds that surrounded him but mostly, of the heavy breaths of the creatures that were running after him were flowing in his veins like poison. "Keep running!"A voice, lacking resonance and definition, rang in his head— encouraging his
His Mate's Silent Cry Smell the roses
"I Am Here For You, My Love!" [Castle Ephraim] Half–closed eyes slowly opened wide to publish their imperfect beauty, glistening with the purest dew. The chilly breeze blew through the window that was left open and travelled inside the spacious room. The window was left undressed next to the queen–sized bed, there, where Amethyst was fast asleep. The sun was already high and blazing upon the blue sky that was dotted with fluffy, white clouds that were lazily floating in the gentle breeze. Amethyst's head was sunk deep into the dusty pink pillow while the sun's rays played a game of hiding and seeking on her ashen face. They aggressively chased her sleep away. Her bloodshot eyes darted to every corner of the room, which was coloured in shades of grey and hints of depressed whites on the walls. A groan escaped from her dry lips as her slim fingers clutched at her hair. As soon as she raised her head, a familiar lavender scent that was mixed with a medicinal scent, made a journey i
His Mate's Silent Cry Memories so delicate, they come to me
[ DELICATE DREAM CLOUD MY HEART. GIVE ME ALL THE STRENGTH AND I SHALL FIND YOU. I AM THE BEAST IN YOUR NIGHTMARES, OPEN YOUR WICKED HEART FOR ME! ]•••"Mama! I SAID I AM SORRY!" Little Amethyst stressed the words under her shaking breath. Silence gave its consent as it floated around the room. Little Amethyst kept her glistening eyes at her mother's figure. Her eyes were as dark as a pocket. She moved with unpredictable, swift movements around the house. "Are you listening to me? Don't tell her! Circe!" Little Amethyst continued to call out after she saw her mother get her tense figure dressed in a huge, black coat. She did not respond nor did she dare herself to look at her daughter, who was now on her knees, begging. "Even in his death! I have to suffer for his stupid sins…I know, it will happen soon! I have to destroy them!" It was then Circe puffed something from her mouth. She mumbled as she rummaged through the drawers for something only she knew what. She took some object
His Mate's Silent Cry Time is running!
The sun slowly woke up, to decorate the sky— showering the beings of Ephraim with its light and heat. Inside the council room— in the depths of Castle Ephraim are ongoing arguments. The council room was already inundated with a cacophony of hopeless screams and the bangings of the tables. "Who cares if he is dead? He was not even selected by us!" Muriel shouted her words out of her mouth. Veins were protruding visibly on the surface of her skin whilst her hands flew helplessly in the air. Her utters were highly persuasive and some of the members nodded in agreement with her statement. "We have to follow the rules, Muriel. Adolphus had and has no right to sweep this under the carpet. Shame will fall upon our pack!" Sir Bernard advised while his eyes darted at Pierce's introverted figure seated in a chair next to him. Pierce remained quiet— his hands were quacking under the table."I have—" The door flew open to disclose Liam's twisted face. Everyone instantly fell silent and began
His Mate's Silent Cry Amethyst: It's a Bone Of Contention
"IN THE UTTERS OF HIS SPEECH; SHIRT AND SWEET, ONE IS PROBABLE TO FALL BEHIND HIS SHADOWS. COVER YOUR HEART AND EARS, FOR I WILL WIND MY DARKNESS IN YOUR SOUL!" •••Loud rumbles of thunder were heard from outside. Lightning entered the room, making shivers crawl down Amethyst's skin. She silently watched Sir Bernard stubbornly fight everyone from telling him what to do or say. He did not seem to be touched by a salty river that was streaming on his daughter's cheeks. He cold-heartedly dared himself to stand up against Liam, for the first time in a year. Something inside of him was boiling. His heart was shuddering in satisfaction that was assorted with indignation. His huge furred body stood motionlessly in front of Liam and stared piercingly, deep into his grey eyes. "Take Melpomene to her room!" Liam ordered, his eyes looking directly, inside Sir Bernard's eyes. Elizabeth instantly took Melpomene to her room. "It was you!" Amethyst said to herself, scanning the posture in which
His Mate's Silent Cry The Devil Will Always Deliver!
A pair of enraged hazel-coloured gazes glared into the blackness that was slowly enveloping the throne room of the Dark Castle, with its sticky embrace. Vigorous, intimidating belly laughter that belonged to Mauve, vibrated across the room, shaking every object that was cast as an ornament— synchronising with chills that were racing on Imogen's spine. Imogen; who was continuously puffing and huffing, turned in circles, searching for the owner of the belittling laughter. Mauve was purposely disappearing from her sight, every now and then. "How wicked you are! If only I knew…" Imogen growled, throwing fists at the black smoke that was slowly filling itself inside the room— engulfing her as it victoriously pervaded her system. "Don't be ridiculous Imogen! I AM A WITCH FOR DEVIL'S SAKE!" Mauve threw a peal of a shallow guffaw that inspired indignation to reach out to Imogen's soul. "You are so weak…honey, that's just so romantic! The longer you resist, the merrier the urge for IT!
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