Your vision will become clear only when you can look into your own heart. Who looks outside, dreams, who looks inside awake.I must remind myself how merciful is life to grant me sleep and dreams, to forget for a moment my quiet and solitary existence.To me, you came in a dream, it was there I could hold you again, it was there I could speak to you again and there between the realm of the undying and world of the living.Then there you left me alone again.But always your invisible presence lulls me to sleep, to dream, to greater darkness.And now you are my secret, a very little and simple secret. It is only with the heart that one can see rightly;What is essential is invisible to the eye.Rachel P. O. V.I got up from my bed, what a dream!!!After that, the first thing I noticed was weird, the window, where cold air was coming in. I slowly walked around the room and stopped at the window which is open.“Strange... I closed it with my

 Anastasia P. O. V.“Anastasia....”It was a voice coming from the far end of the torture room...“ Don't worry my angel I'm here to help you.” It said, I looked up and saw a woman standing in front of me… She had white shiny hair with blue eyes and was only wearing a white robe. The weird thing was that it wasn't any type of white I have seen angelic, it was even a real comparison.“ Ye... yes...???”I asked as she stepped forward until she was sitting in front of me. I am seeing so many new things that my brain doesn't want to process them entirely.“I know you were forced to be here full of tortures, and you want to run away from these beasts..., right !!!”She said, and I nodded while biting my lips nervously, because I had no idea who she was, what she was.“ What do you want exactly from me ???”I asked and she chuckled...“ My dear Angel Anastasia, my little child look, do my work and I will do yours... simply give and take.” She said, an

Rachel P. O. V. Purple Shiny Eyes...Those eyes are staring at me with such meaningful look, as if they are trying to express something, words can not grant, and somehow I feel like I am drawn to them as if they are calling me. And just like how I feel a long time ago.I felt those eyes lock me in it, so I cannot even move myself. It has been so long, I cannot see the face of home Those Eyes belong to..., for the face is covered in darkness. I am surrounded by darkness, and somehow I feel safer. I do not feel scared at all it's almost as if those pair of eyes make me feel comfortable. Beautiful lady in some hallway, she is staring at the window her expression looks a bit sad. Strange !!!We both have the same eyes plus she has red long hair with a warm light body complexion. She looks at me and give me a small but genuine smile and then approaches me. She holds out her hand ;“I have been managing myself till now Rachel, but I am afraid that I will lose my li

Unknown P. O. V.Rachel had awoken in a fright, having a short-lived nightmare. She was frozen solid as she continued to stare at her own dead body. And she never realised that there was a man, a very dangerous man behind her. Taking joy in her fright.When she was about to see the man behind her was when she woke up in a daze.All that she could hear was chanting and the cracking of fire. The chanting was strong, almost deafening to her ears. She thought that maybe if she shut her eyes tightly, the chanting would lower in volume, but it didn't. It only became louder, and that was when she slowly opened her eyes. There was a fire in front of her, bright and warm, but it brought a chill down her spine. It could have been that her dress was ripped to pieces, and she was covered in blood.Standing by the fire student old man, his face glowing as his hand moved over the black cauldron atop the fire. His mouth moved and that was when Rachel noticed that the chanting came f

Rachel P. O. V.I felt rough fingers gently caress my cheeks. I turned my head to see someone very scary. “Lucifer”I don't know what to do, but I knew to not draw his much attention to myself. He slowly runs his hand through my hair. I close my eyes but suddenly my body twisted around. Crippling fear claws its way through me, wrapping around me like a vice as I take in those soulless eyes. His eyes are dark. I can't decipher the colour from here, but there is barely a distinction between the iris and the pupil. He doesn't move, doesn't blink as he stares me down. They were like smoke blowing in the wind, coming from a fire that burned everything to the ground. The heat of his gaze could set my body on a flame. His horrid gaze roams over my body and what feels like my soul. My legs are shaking as he stands to his full height. His gaze never leaves mine as the corner of his mouth slightly upturns. My body wasn't reacting on its own. His presence is like the magnet which was