Callista. When I wake up the next morning, I feel fresher than I'd felt in a long time. There had been no nightmares last night, and my mind was far less haunted than before. My eyes and my head don't hurt from waking up from sleep numerous times, and for the first time in a while, I can enjoy the morning. Until I realize where I actually am. Sunlight streams inside the warded bedroom and the way it contrasts with the coldness in the atmosphere is almost delicious. I let them touch my skin, and warm me from the inside. When I breathe, I see fog. How far up in the sky am I? Stretching, I step into the bathroom and brush my teeth. I don't feel like taking a shower, but I want to make a good impression, so reluctantly I step under the water. It's nice and toasty while it lasts, but the minute I step out it feels like I'm freezing. It doesn't matter if the room is heated, the cold on the outside somehow seeps in. I quickly get dressed in the warmest clothes I can find and escape to
Callista.We are led out of the tower from a different entrance than the one we came in. As soon as we step out of the door, the feeling of teleportation takes over.“Oh, shit!” I start but only get to and it when we materialize someplace different from the tower.It is a bizarre-looking facility, but very in line with the Guild. It's a wall-less building, with numerous levels. The whole building is built around a large tree that soars up into the sky. The branches support the various levels coupled with magic. Enchanted stairways lead from one level to another, according to the wish of the user. They're like escalators, but movable from level to level. I see various hospital equipment along with various non-mundane equipment all around. There are many people milling around, dressed in all kinds of archaic clothing, but the ones wearing light purple robes with deep violet cloaks held by copper-colored chains. Theon tells me that they are the physicians, basically, the ones who rule t
Callista."How bad?" The Headmistress asks.The physicians look amongst themselves, and by the way, the Headmistress stiffens, I have a feeling that them being so uncertain and worried isn’t common.It’s physician Thulile who answers."Her mind is fragmented,” she flicks her arm in the air and an orange glowing sphere appears, and as soon as it does, it breaks into small pieces, all hovering in the air. “And the broken fragments are creating a dark barrier around her mind, protecting the malevolence that resides inside.”Black tendrils erupt from the fragments and link each other, creating a dark barrier. Within it a silhouette of a girl appears, eerily similar to me, but her eyes which are her only discernable feature, are red. I’ve seen those red eyes before.“The malevolence wants to end her eventually, but for now it plays with her."The dark barrier vanishes, and with it, the girl disappears with a scream.I shudder and don’t even try to hide the horror I feel."This Chamber of D
Callista.With a gasp, I wake up, and like a broken dam, the real world floods into my perspective.The rain has stopped already, and the clouds roll peacefully once again. I see sunshine and I feel the warmth. But I'm dripping with sweat, and I’m panting unstoppably.When I look to the side, I notice a furiously whispering huddle of physicians at the other end of the room.Something clinks from my side, and I turn my head to see the Headmistress undoing my shackles with a carefully blank expression."How are you feeling, Callista?" She asks, helping me to stand up after all the shackles were undone. My knees are still weak, so I lean against the bed."Like I got caught in a tornado," I say, shaking my head to stop the wiggling feeling inside my skull. It's like I have worms in my brain or something. “Like I’ve been on the world’s worst rollercoaster while having motion sickness.”"Do you feel nauseous? Do you require water?""No, thanks, I think I'll just sit down." I sit on the bed
Theon.Callista starts to sob uncontrollably, hanging onto my shoulders. Haden stares at us and I can feel his wide eyes even through the mask.I'm frozen on the spot."Callista?" I ask in a soft voice, "What happened?"What did they do to her up there? Did they hurt her? Did they try to break into her mind? Was she hurt? Such thoughts swirl in my mind as I feel the rage boiling in me. Someone made my mate cry, someone hurt my mate, and I'm going to fucking claw their throats out-My eyes widen as I register my thoughts."Calm down," I tell my wolf who's already plotting murder. "We don't even know what happened.""Mate hurt!""Let me handle this."“She’s hurt!”“We don’t know that for sure, shut up and let me deal with this, will you?!”Haden raises the goggle part of his mask and his hazel eyes stare at me. His eyebrows raise as if he's asking me what the hell I'm doing.I raise my eyebrows trying to convey a panicked ‘What am I supposed to do? She won't' talk!’ without words.Rolli
Callista.I don't know where I got the courage to actually do it. Mere months ago, I would not have been brave enough to even think about it. But now, looking into his dark, dark eyes, it felt like the most natural thing to do. The next step of our journey, the next step in cementing the newfound trust between him and I, our new beginning where we did not hate each other. Under the ancient tree that hosts the hospital, lulled into serenity by a light breeze that rustled the eaves above us, we kissed for what felt like an eternity. His lips were both soft and firm on my own, and the intensity of it made my knees buckle. Pressed against each other, it felt like we were one entity.It was real. This is real. I am conscious and I am kissing Theon.My heart soars to the clouds, and all that broke in me when I became the stealer starts to heal just a little bit.The kiss comes to an end, slowly and gently. My cheeks burn as I have difficulty meeting his eyes, as fear and old insecurities
Interlude.He stands in front of the barrier, surrounded by the dark forest. He could feel the energy ebb within the trees, rising and flowing, rising and flowing. He could also feel the energy of the wind, ever kinetic, with the potential of becoming dark and destructive. He feels the energy of the impending rain, of the rumbling thunder and flashing lightning.He feels this energy, and with words of old, in a language long forgotten by most who live, he invites this energy.It answers him, purring as if it's meeting a long-lost lover. The energy comes willingly, excitedly, and finally overjoyed that some can remember their own language. Everything has a language; you just have to be mindful enough to learn it, to let it flow from your tongue, and most important of them all, remember it.He directs the energy to the barrier, strengthening it.He demands it to "hide us, hide us from those who want to do us harm, hide us from those who want to thwart our plans, hide us from those who w
Callista What am I looking for? Why am I here? Where am I? All I can see is the darkness. Pitch black and cold seeping into my very bones, threatening to take away my free will. Keeping it hidden away, whatever I am searching for. Sometimes the darkness toys with me, giving me glimpses, and I run at them like a madwoman. But then it’s yanked away from me, leaving me lost once again. Where is it? Show it to me, please, I need to know. Where is it? What is it? Where am I? Who am I?! I sit up in bed with a start, clammy with sweat, my heart running a mile a minute. ‘What was that?!’ I question myself, ‘Some kind of nightmare?’ It's early morning when I look out the window. Outside, I could see distant rays of dawn peaking under the dark curtain of the night. I check my bedside clock and learn that it’s 06:00 am. Then my eyes fall on the date, and memories resurface. Oh, right. It’s my birthday today. I had a love-hate relationship with birthdays. On one hand, they were