Dear Ms Lady Demigod: Twelve Days To Doom

7 6 Cold Creation

Vierne walked down the white stairs leading to Shire Towey. The Shire Towey looked like a pink, marble towel surrounded by water on all its sides. The water was then surrounded by yellowing grass. Vierne stepped on the grass and touched it, it seemed as if it was drying. The tower itself ended up into a huge clock that showed four hours to twelve. It was slightly tilted to the west and everything around it was turning dark. The crystals on the grass had lost their shimmer and stairs in all four directions, leading to the tower, were turning grey from white.

She heard the faint voice of someone crying, it seemed like the tower was crying. He moved close to the water and looked into it, seeing her own reflection.

. . .

Jevelene and Lori sat on a rock surrounded by vines and moss, "You made this?" Lori looked around at all the flowers and greenery around them.
"Yes," Jevelene smiled, "But it happens on its own. I don't know how to control it yet,"
"I mean...Not the coolest sila, but go on I guess. I still love Ariel's sila the most. By the way, where is he? And Nataniel?" 
"In the mortal world,"
Lori looked confused, "Why are they not with you?"

The other witches looked at them from their cottages and from the bushes, "He is a demigod too! But he looks so young,"
Cynth looked at Lori, "I don't like him. I have a feeling he's here to take our goddess away,"
"She won't abandon us,"

"You fought?" Lori seemed shocked, "You and Ariel, impossible. You never fight,"
"Well, we didn't fight but...I thought he doesn't want me around,"
"Did he say that?" Lori asked but she shook her head, "I thought so," He got up, "We need to go find them right away,"

"No," Jevelene got up, "These women need me, Lori,"
"And we don't? You just assumed that we don't?"
"You'd be fine without me,"
"The universe ends in four days," He rose his fingers before her face, "Only four,"
"What? Why? What happened?"
"...Ariel,"

Jevelene looked shocked, "What happened to him?"
"He made a mistake," Lori jumped down the rock, "I'll explain everything as we travel," He moved his hands towards her, "Come with me,"

As Jevelene parted from the witches, they cried immeasurable tears. They all hugged her and begged her to not leave them, but she knew her duties as a demigod. And she knew them well. She was unmoved but appreciated for their worthy kindness. Once they left the witch village, Lori and Jevelene walked uphill, crossing the river and the valley. Lori told her what he heard from Lict and how Akagi and Lict had left with another demigod and an elite star. To Alkinshime. Jevelene told him that the portal he came across had led him to Alkinshime. They both wondered why the portals didn't close.

Lori reached the portal that he used to get inside hell. He tried crossing it but it was so hard by then, that it wouldn't let them through. The thin amber film covering it was now hardened. Lori dug his claws into it and tried to open it. Suddenly, they heard the tower cry far away. They looked at the Shire Towey falling far away as they stood on those mountains. 

Jevelene ran towards it and Lori followed her, "Is that the tower?"
"It seems so," They saw the glowing Shire Towey, bent so low that it almost touched the mountains of hells. It was so terrifying to watch. As Jevelene ran barefoot, the land behind her turned fertile and grass began growing on it. Soon, vines of fruits and flowers covered the once dry and deforested valleys of hell. They ran as fast as they could, but the distance never seemed to be covered. Exhausted, Jevelene stopped, "We'd never reach it," She panted, "It's miles away,"

Lori turned back and saw that she had left grass and foliage behind her on the dry land of hell. And soon, some horses emerged out of the darkness, grazing on the grass, "Horses in hell?"

. . .

Happiness woke up once they stopped the carriage, "Move out," Feline told him.
"What?"
"NOW!"
He jumped out of the carriage and sat beside Annelece, "What are they doing?"
"I do not know,"