Axel:
His hands hurt. They burned. They screamed. He screamed.
Before Satine's sacrifice she had put orange blood onto Axel's forehead in which she transferred her powers.
And 2 weeks after Axel hadn't dared rest his eyes.
Pain singed his raged body constantly. His neck had become itchy and sore with the evil sun in the everlasting hours of pitiful days.
He couldn't eat, speak and sometimes his weary chest fought for air he wished would evaporate with his hellish life.
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It was dusk. They were cold no one spoke they hadn't after Satine.
"That's it I'm lighting a fire." huffed Zeke.
"Don't." Tallie murmured in a harsh whisper which made Axel's skin crawl. "He will do it." She meant him.
"fine, lets just sit here and freeze wile we wait for Mr wordless over there to conjure up a fire, we'll die before he does that." Zeke laughed. Axel's took a shaky breath his hands quivered with unspeakable rage. His heart started the war drum, counting the slow seconds before a torrential outburst.
Axel aimed his volcanic hands to the fire and therefore exploding with a tectonic tantrum towards the unexpecting wood.
He let out a peaceful breath as the fire drunkenly sang. And Zeke let out a shocked gasp.
Axel smiled, feeling better. And Tallie smiled back.
(Author's notes: Sorry for the weird posting I have been busy but I will try get back to regularly posting ;-)
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The blood stains orange
PertualanganA fictional story about 4 people that control the elements. Yet a blood thirsty queen wants something no one will ever be able to control. This is a story about friendship, adventure, magic, battles and more! (this is my first book so pls ignore any...
