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My heart felt like it was going to beat right out of my chest and the darkness inside of me swirled, fighting to be released again. Why was everything always so difficult?Tynan had dragged me from the tent only for me to be met with glares of pure, utter hatred. Only fourteen of the hundred or so Dorcha Fae had survived my blast of power, most of them women. Each of them had the tell-tale veins snaking up their neck, but the only one with pure dark eyes left was Cillian. One I recognised, was the Fae who had been taking care of Elanora, Aoife.Just the thought of Elanora sent crippling waves of pain through me. I had let her down and failed her. She had suffered so much, lost so much and it was all because of my ineptitude.Aoife met my gaze, the only one of the Fae to not send death glares my way. Her eyes were red-rimmed and the shuddering sadness that enveloped me when she glanced my way, only added to the immense sorrow I already felt.Tynan pulled me along with him, his steps de
The world spun in a nonsensical way. I tried to grasp on to reality, to stay strong, but my legs seemed to melt under the immense pressure and weight. I was a monster. The water lapped at my feet as I stared at the wavering reflection below. Her cheeks were flushed, her skin a stark white. But it was those eyes that scared me the most. The cold, black abyss that seemed to jump out of the reflection, and send fear shooting through my spine. I was more than just pretending to go along with it - I had become it. The feeling had consumed me, seeping deeper into my skin. It had become entwined with my core, attaching itself to the inner part my being. The darkness had become me. My heart hammered in my chest as I stumbled back from the water, the weight of my fear pressing so heavily on my chest. It was choking me, denying me of precious oxygen. Blood smeared my hands and the soft blue dress that clung to my clammy skin. I glanced at their faces, a
Blake’s crimson eyes flitted up momentarily to meet mine and I took a gasping breath in an attempt to settle myself. I don’t know why I bothered anymore. It never worked. I never felt settled. Ever since the Master Magicians had brought me into their world of magic, my life had been one long, bumpy road. Every moment had been spent in a constant state of unease and ignorance. It had been hard on my heart. Any small action sent it thundering onwards in my chest. I was on edge, and I hated it. The hours of torture that Kainen had put me through probably hadn’t helped by measure. I couldn’t manage to control my own reactions even from the slightest shadow or touch or skin against mine. I would shrink away from it, my heartbeat skyrocketing upwards and the feeling of adrenaline pulsing through me. I had never felt anything like it, even whilst being an orphan on the streets. The trauma of what Kainen had done had left me barely a shell of my past self, lifeless and dull and only the sma
“So… you’re the big high and mighty, all-powerful Spyrit Magician, huh? Why didn’t you tell me?” I winced at Blake’s words but remained silent. I forgot that I had never told him about my magic. In fact, there was so much I hadn’t told him. I had thought I had, divulging a few secrets to Deakin, who, at the time, had used his magic to come to me as Blake. The memory of that swirled in my mind, blurred on the edges and tainted with the knowledge of the many truths that I had learnt in the short time since it happened. The silence seemed to stretch on for an eternity but was not at all uncomfortable. I glanced up at his face expecting the old feelings for him to be back, but I only felt guilt, frustration and anger. The guilt I knew was because it was my fault that he was here, and the frustration and anger for a situation I could not seem to fix. Blake met my gaze and gave me a pained smile. “It’s not your fault you know?” he whispered softly. I hated how it felt like he could get in
I stood waiting by the door, my heart pounding in my chest. It had been two weeks and the aching within my heart was beginning to become unbearable. I was still fully coming to terms with the new, intense emotions that seemed to envelop my senses when it came to Deakin and I had yet to confirm my suspicions with him. One of those reasons having been his absence. The other part of me was terrified about being wrong, or even right. I didn’t want to embarrass myself if I put forward the idea of what we could actually mean to each other, if it wasn’t so. I didn’t think my heart could take that. Tynan stood beside me, dressed in all black, his arm slung possessively across my shoulders. I shivered, horrified and repulsed at his touch, but stood strong. It only reminded me on the torture he had sanctioned – what he had allowed Kainen to do to me. The memories of that time chained and manacled to the table were still fresh in my mind, and came back with a vengeance each time I closed my e
A soft tap at the door woke me sometime later from dreams of an endless darkness that seemed to circle around me, bringing me back to reality. My blurry mind took some time to focus and I found myself looking at a large, blank wall. I tilted my head slightly, feeling the softness of the pillow against my face and hearing the crumple of the sheets as my body instinctively stretched my aching muscles. I was lying in a large, four-poster bed, the walls bare, and boring. No form of artwork or any kind of decoration was hanging from them. Realisation struck me. I was in my bed. Tynan had assigned me a room straight after the bonding ceremony. I had been gracious and accepting, but in the back of my mind, was always that wariness. I knew there must have been a reason for him to keep me in this particular room. It was on one of the top most floors and generally when I woke and went down to eat I wouldn’t see anyone until I made it to the kitchen. I glanced a
Tynan’s dark gaze seemed to undress me before him, the black emptiness of his eyes still too much for me to handle or to look at.We stood in the same office, the same carpet, and the same desk. I held back the bile that forced its way into my mouth. There was even a stain left on the carpet. I forced my eyes to avoid this area. There would be no way that I would be able to look at it without breaking down.An array of paperwork lay on Tynan’s desk littering the space, and making it look cluttered. I instead focussed on that. There was nothing else in the room I could focus on that would allow me to remain impartial and reasonable. It was if Tynan used this and tried to break me apart. I felt his magic brush my mind and then move towards Deakin. Panic flared in my chest. What if he found out about us? What would he do?A cold smile touched his lips.“Deakin, so nice to see you back with the living,” Tynan said icily, as if this new
Pain pulled at my skin, my head, and my heart. I didn’t want to wake up. I wanted to live in this dream forever but the sweet, cool smell of the earth pulled me out of my living dream, and into the worst reality possible. It was like sunshine, the autumn leaves and horrifying misery all mixed into one.As soon as my eyes opened and focussed on his face, tears began to flow, blurring my vision.Gareth. His bright green eyes had dulled over the past few months thanks to whatever torture Tynan had put in place for him and Alana. He looked weary, old, and simply bone tired.He gave me a gentle hug, and I spent the next twenty minutes crying until my tears had soaked through his already soiled, and stained shirt.I glanced around the room, and realised I was back in my bedroom. A pang of intense fear shot through me – where was Deakin?Gareth touched my arm gently and brought me back to reality.“As far as I know they took him d