[THE DEMON KING IS ABOUT TO WAKE UP. QUICKLY, STOP SHREDDING TEARS!] …"Everyone is defending the coast and the front!" A royal guard whose quivering hands were covered in blood that did not belong to her growled and reported to Artemis quickly after she had thrown herself in the compartment. "That is what we were fearing the most!" Artemis whose forehead was decorated by an ugly frown, hissed through her clenched teeth soon when she received the royal guard's words. "And what about the West and the Back? Anyone still available?" Artemis, whose eyes were filled with rage that was trying to overshadow fear, blurted a question as her eyes were stealthily looking at the White Snake. The White Snake said nothing, her eyes were carefully glued on the naked window that published as the Dynato Asími Fountain was being destroyed by guns and arrows of death. "I am afraid there is nothing to report about the West and the Back. No life is left…!" The royal guard replied to Artemis's question.
A familiar voice punctured into Amethyst's ears. It was Amethyst who had fallen into the small lake, her face buried in the water. Biting pain was waving all over her skin and bones and it did feel like some of them were broken. Her body was lying in the water, motionless as the leaves of the huge Tree of Life, next to her trembled in the air as it ominously blew and sang an unknown song. "Is this your simple way out, Althea?" There, a few feet away from Amethyst, Mauve, the witch, growled a query as her lips delicately curled into a disgusting, confident grin. Her half-naked figure was magnificently posing as she spat every word. She was definitely in no rush to do or say whatever she wished — only did she carefully watch as Amethyst fought to get up. Fortunately, Amethyst only managed to get her face from the water and now she could breathe, finally. There, the Dark Fey was breathing heavily as transporting air into her lungs was suddenly hard. Her nose was cluttered by crimson b
[The Song Of Death!] ——There, there…The world quickly came to a heartbreaking and dissatisfying halt. Nothing — absolutely nothing, only Amethyst's eyes that lazily shut themselves off. There wasn't a readable emotion on her gaze, eyes and features as they instantly became pale. Right at that moment, Amethyst's body began to shudder as coldness slowly covered every inch of it. Its movements were suddenly uncoordinated — nothing that she could do as all the engines in her system were shutting down. Five strong figures firmly held her back as she lay on his lap, supporting her so she did not fall. "Hush, my dear, it is all over now, I promise! Let it all out, if you must…!" A breaking voice of Liam assured. Instead of Amethyst, the man was crying, the wobbly waves of his voice fluttering straight into Amethyst's ears chambers. Ear chambers? They were slowly being overwhelmed by darkness that cracked as it touched every tip of the ear chambers and soon, Liam's voice disappeared befo
[ALL IN HELL HAS AN ENDING AND GRUESOME BEGINNINGS!]A darkened abyss was what Amethyst continuously found herself floating in. Great was the desperation and gloom that had embraced her enchanted soul— with hideous questions hoovering freely in her head.Finding a soul, or two, that were responsible for the demise of her 'lovely' mother was a mission she had set herself to. One could yet for-say that she has become manic over the ages. A day would not pass without her having to be overshadowed by the lurid nightmares—those containing the appearance of her mother when she was beheaded right in front of her. On a day recognised as the 3rd of November 1967, Amethyst sashayed beneath the teeming rain to accost a hooded silhouette that was looming back and forth the hushed street of Graham's Town. Trees nearby swayed in the wind and creaked as if they were talking to each other. Gnashing her teeth in visible merriment, Amethyst's features published a treacherous smile, whilst her eyes we
[A day before Levi's death] "I…but why? He took something precious from us!" Sir Bernard strumbled as his gravelly voice resounded throughout Levi's chambers. She, who was consumed by wild, impatient thoughts, remained silent in the darkest corner of the room. The room was reduced to silence, one could hear a tapping on the window, of tiny droplets of rain that were painting themselves on the thick walls of Ephraim Castle. "Bernard…you and I know that my hands are tied. I don't have a choice but to allow it to happen!" Levi pointed out shortly after she stepped into the light and shuffled towards the confused Sir Bernard. "You know what'll happen if I don't allow it to take place! HE will wake up in him, he lives in him— the world doesn't know yet…as of now!" Levi expressed, her forehead frowning at the words she puffed, for they did not sound right to her— liking it or not, she had to admit it to herself. Her icy, blue eyes glistened with pure agitation as they watched her partn
"Oh, Wendell!" A series of fists hit the big doors of the semi-detached house across the silenced street of Graham's Town. The busyness had dwindled as the people bombed the palace, celebrating their King. All the people, rich and poor, had a feast going on for days now. Amethyst had no interest in taking part, her mission was finally at some point accomplished. She had no nightmares in days now—being the greatest surprise for her. "Oh!" Wendell came into view with a smirk. "How are you doing dear!?" His acid, cold voice burst after he had let the enraged Amethyst in the house. "Don't you dear me! Sex spell? Really!?" Growling, Amethyst took off her hood and threw it on a black two-seater sofa. "What can I say? You were so slow in finishing what you wanted to achieve." Replied Wendell while he went over to his dining room table, to fetch himself red wine. "I had to lend you a hand, it seemed like you had forgotten that Mauve had given you work." Wendell continued to elucidate, pou
[Prompt morning at the FRIDOLF PACK] A lump rose in Liam's oesophagus that eventually caused him to cough out the water Elizabeth had just given him. His half-opened grey eyes peaked at the confused figure that was leaning in front of his sweating face. The first thing his bloodshot eyes caught was the haggard face, and a pair of vivid blue eyes— eyeing him with pure worry. "What is wrong with you? I'm not dead, am I?" He asked, helping himself up. "Are you joking right now? You passed out and yelled all night in your sleep!" Elizabeth's dulcet voice squealed while she ran up to give him a hand to stand up. The open window welcomed the sun's rays to flood and exert to overwhelm themselves in the room— accompanied by absolute intense glee. "I yelled? Tell me you're exaggerating! Why am I smelling medicine?" He questioned leaning towards his t-shirt. "Don't worry about that, you have a trip." Embarrassed to say, Elizabeth pushed him to the bathroom. •••
Amethyst's AdolphusAfter a long and weary tour, Amethyst has not yet grasped the information she was sent to discover. The day has been carried on to slouch and now the castle was flooded with more guests.Ford Model T's were seen squinting in with slowed motion. All of the guests were neatly customised as if they made a wager to look exceptionally glistening. Every man's woman wore the Victorian style and ensured to be the subject of the sumptuous night ahead. The urge to find the 'NORE' spell book kicked all the dignity Amethyst had."Humans are pathetic beings!" She laughed to herself whilst seated on a tree next to the big labyrinth, fifteen steps away from the garden. She was idly sipping on a Julep with less enthusiasm. After a brief pause, a black Ford Model T with a colour anomaly to the rest of the cars drove in. The driver was well-groomed and focused mainly on the details of driving in. On the back was a man who was wearing a black mask and two pairs of leathered gloves