Paris, France ♡
Illya's POV ♡In a colorful world of people, you seem to know who you can trust and can't live without. Sure enough, there will be bandits that steal your dreams and wondering, no, thinking that life's cruel and whatnot.
Except me, a dreamer that gets hopeless crushed on an unknown entity: killing ideas, wonders, a different thing about life and hurting and killing my mother in the process.
I punch the solid wall in the huge garden, swearing and cursing myself, my blood smearing down the wall, wincing in pain as I see my fist, cracked thumb and pinky finger. I sigh and close my eyes, light glowing in my cracked hand, as if reversing the time of my hand, healing them, the symbol of heal in my shoulder, burning my skin in the process.
Wincing in pain, this time on my left shoulder, my eyes are the darkest blue as I sat on a brick half-wall overlooking a waterfall gurgling down the deepest pond surrounded by the most beautiful exotic orchids my beautiful mother planted and payed for. My mother packs a punch to my past, a scary and haunted past.
Ripples of the water, I buried my head on my lap. Contrasting the pros and cons the search of the twelve protectors, each with the six and parallel powers that fits with their personalities: Water, Frost, Fire, Light, Lightning, Wind, Earth, Heal, Flight, Telekinesis, Teleportation and Time Control. The twelve protectors. Six different countries and continents. How could I, a guardian with a haunted past, send a dream of the Tree of Life is danger?
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"Princess? Wake up. Illya?
Groggily, I opened my eyes, seeing a famaliar onyx eyes smiling at my eyes. Glancing up, I frown as Archer laughed, rather obnoxiously, "It's night time little guardian, still haven't made a decision?"
I shook my head and sigh. In a colorful or a monochrome world of demons and angels, I started to think that maybe, just maybe, I would argue about true love really exist in this harsh and cruel world--
"Exoplanet to Illya?", Archer snapped his fingers, making me jolt in pain, since my left shoulder keeps me kicking as I slept. I sigh, Archer snorted.
"Dinner is ready m'lady. Should you walk with my hand, leading with your hand as we guide through a selection of prominent garden?" Archer asks, concern is written along his noteworthy features. I smile, a real one while slowly standing up.
"No need, elder brother. I'm capable of guiding our mom's garden without any help." Tears steering my face while I wipe it off with my oversized white sweater.
Archer bit his lip, he hugged me close while I cried. "I know you missed our mom, the best guardian there is, except you, the next beautiful guardian there is."
I chuckled while he let me go, walking back to our house, "I still haven't decided yet. Whether or not I will send the twelve proctectors the Tree Of Life is poisioned by an unknown entity. I haven't kept track on them, let alone know them."
"Sure you don't: Suho controls Water, Xiumin controls Frost, Chanyeol commands fire, Kyungsoo masters earth, Luhan masters Telekinesis, Kai with Teleportation, Lay commands Healing, Byun with Light, Sehun controls Wind, Chen with Lighting, Kris commands Flight and Tao controls Time Control. All have a pretty face."
I laughed as Archer opens a main door with his mind, "They are all Asians. Seven are Koreans, four are Chinese."
Archer raised his eyebrow, "But all Asians look-a-like."
I shot a look at Archer as we walk into our kitchen, "You and Anthony are twins, fraternal twins yet you and Anthony differ, total opposites in fact."
Archer, faking a laugh, helped me sat at the chair at the dinner table, "Anthony is my chimera, my unbecomingly and unseemly twin."
"I love you too, my skeptical chimera.", Anthony smirked, mouthwatering food dishes smells delicious as he plated the spoons, forks, plates, food dishes, chopsticks, glasses filled with iced tea lingers as we ate.
I realize that Archer and Anthony were total opposites while eating. I wonder how our mother could pull it off, I mean, both are insanely handsome but Archer looks 'bad boy' type of guy: onyx eyes, gray hair all though he isn't that old, perfect face and a fit and strong body, while Anthony looks a knight in shining armor type of guy: blonde hair, hazelnut eyes, a perfect face and a slim but fit body--
"A won for your thoughts little sister?"
I snapped back into a quiet house and, my brothers watching curiously as my face goes blank, my spoon, filled with Boeuf bourguignon with is dripping in my lap. I sigh and ate a part boeuf bourguignon, gulp it down and starts talking,
"Sorry Anthony, I just do not know if whether or not I can send a forewarning that the twelve protectors are in danger.."
"My theory is you could send a message, the 12 protectors and you are in danger. Guardians ate the fruit of the Tree annually as a life source if my memory is correct."
"You are correct but how?", I ask worringly
Anthony shook his head. I look at Archer, dabbing his napkin in his mouth, a frown creasing his image while suddenly, as if his and Anthony minds' were in sync.
"A dream."
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I deleted or postponed my works, I'm dearly sorry for that. Please encourage me to do my work of an amatuer writer and oh, a Bœuf bourguignon is a beef stewed in red wine in Burgundian cuisine. Do you like my cover of 'Only You'? Comment and I will answer that. ♡
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