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Gaia ——————-

Song : marceline- willow

They had me gagged so that I couldn't speak to the earth, and my separation from it was killing me. When I had tried to scream out to it in anguish all of my cries had been futile. I could see that now. Even after a day, what I had experienced , the connection I had to the forest, was beyond even my comprehension. I was back in my cell now though.

At first they had brought me into a room to answer questions , and when the pain got too much I had broken. I was alone and I felt it. Not a single bit of earth could reach this place , like the stone that every room here was made of weighed heavy on my mind, pushing all else away. I had answered all of their questions , except for the ones about our powers. I had made sure not to give them that. But the rest I answered truthfully. I had been angry at myself , but at least my lie about not knowing our powers seemed realistic compared to the truth I had spared.

Then the demon girl who he called a witch had cut me until my blood poured into a chalice she had laid below me. I had tried to escape the stone chair that they had placed my form into, but I could feel my weakness. Then she had drank it , and declared my blood had been spoiled by the forest , she had thrown my own blood back into me , and it had dropped in rivulets through my clothing , taunting me. But even when she said that , I saw her savour it's taste hungrily.

I heard as she took Sara from the cell beside me, and when she hadn't returned , I had curled in on myself and sobbed. I wanted to be saved. But the cruel man and the demon girl had broken me. And I had let them.

Then she, alone, had come to get Nadia. But the lack of any earth near me , left me a quiet mess on the floor. I couldn't help her even if I wished it so.

Fuck I wanted to go home.

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Song: eyes on fire - blue foundation

It had fallen into what I assumed was the next day when light flooded the cells. It was the man from before again, but with the little strength sleep had given me I could see him clearer now. I was still weak though, my body starved and dehydrated in the devouring darkness of this place.

Nadia was slumped over him and he set her down, almost too gently in the cell beside mine. They had broken her too it seemed.

I saw his face then. He had dirty blonde hair and a
smooth brown colouring , it was a pair of features I had never seen together before. And his eyes were green like the forest that I so craved. He eyed my form then , and kneeled at the bars to examine me.

He was otherworldly like all the other beings I had encountered in this place. But his gait was predatory and his face littered with the small markings of healed scars.

"Who are you", I spoke , unsure if the pain was going to commence all over again. Fuck if I could escape I would , but I was too far from the forest, I could feel it in my body. There was a dull ache where the waiting voice of the trees had spoken to me before. It's place was empty now.

"They call me the kings blade", he replied sweetly, as if I wasn't behind bars. I knew he was cruel , I wouldn't think him any different. I was sure he would go back to breaking me after this. He had broken all of us it seemed. Especially since he had returned with only one of two of my friends.

"T-that's , not a name" I replied , my voice croaked and did not strengthen. Soon I was coughing lightly, the movement causing me to wince from the way my body jerked upon the stone floor.

"My name is Fallor", he replied , obviously hoping to get me to stop coughing. His mouth turned up in distaste at the rasps. My state seemed to infuriate him, like I was a speck of dirt on his pristine armour.

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