Starry glass

Chapter Seventeen Trellis

I watched Dwit and Whilm start asking each other questions and I wondered what they were talking about. It was strange. I had never thought that they had liked each other. So I got closer to see what they were talking about. Oh.

They were asking each other if they hated one another. I really wondered why in the world Dwit had led with that question. I sighed in confusion setting in. I really hoped that they would be able to get along sometime. it was something I wished would happen. I didn't know if it was something that was going to happen but I wished it would. That would make life so much easier for all of us. If that happened then everything would be so much easier.

I sighed wishing that they would just stop squabbling again. I tried to keep my patients with them but it was hard. They just wouldn't listen to each other. I huffed as Dwit came by me. I glared at him and gave him a strange look.

"what?" Dwit didn't seem angry and that made it all the more annoying to me. I made a sound and turned away from him. Dwit glowered at me and turned to leave. I don't expect him to do that. It was strange for him to not pry to get to my secrets. I winced as someone got stabbed. It felt painful to myself. It was still bearable but still quite horrible. I tried to compose my face but It didn't really work. I felt the blood seep through my clothes. It dripped down on my boots, staining them red. I swallowed trying to conceive that I was doing the right thing by saving Stella but at times like this it was really hard to know that.

I breathed through my mouth trying not to smell the nonexistent blood on my shirt and shoes. This was getting really annoying. But on the plus side, at least I would be able to ignore the pain in battle. If I live. I shoved that though right to the back of my mind. This really hurt. I didn't realize that stabs hurt so much. I felt a bit confused and misguided. I really hoped that I could do something to stop this someday. If I didn't though, I knew that I could live with it.

Even though it was a bit more than maddening I felt that even If I had this for the rest of my life I could live with it and be fine. It still hurts like nothing else though. Only the biggest pain actually scratched me but I could still feel all of the tiny cuts and scrapes that people got. It really hurt but I lived with it. As we walked I was able to think which was a very dangerous thing to do. I thought about what might happen with everything going on here. Plantly of the injuries confused me but I didn't really ask what they meant. The thing that I found most maddening was I never got to know the names of them.

I grappled with confusion and anger for a moment. Why did Stark have to do this to me? It felt unfair and horrible but I realized that nothing was fair. I wished it was though. It was really not my choice.

Then I saw it.

as we reached the castle I nearly choked on anger. I had avoided thinking about this place. I never wanted to think of that ever again. It was killing me to just go here. Stella was nearly awake now her eyes opening. I almost smiled. But even if I had then it would have never reached my eyes. Dwit and Story were talking in hushed voices. I didn't hear all of what they said but I got the sense that It was not about happy things. I looked up.

I started cursing rather colorfully. There they were. The stars.

Dwit and Story looked at me with bewildered expressions on their faces until they looked up as well. Dwit started looking less and less confident of himself while Story looked up her face unreadable. The stars descended down upon us; they were now glowing with horrible lights. Lights that supposedly made them gods.

As the colorful lights slowly turned darker until it finally became black. I shivered. That light had killed my mother and father both. I gulped again. This would not go well.

One of the stars raised their hands and I yelled for Dwit to get out of the way. I didn't have time to see what happened as another star leaped towards me. In the blur of motion I was unable to see everyone else. Though I still had Stella in my arms I was able to move around quite freely. If I could just get her to wake...

I didn't have time to think about that. The stars started to attack me. No they didn't try to hurt me... but Stella. I screamed in rage. How dare they. How dare they! All they wanted was to hurt me if not physically. So I fought harder. Soon they started leaving me alone . They saw I was powerful and they didn't want to get hurt themselves. That made me more mad. I was so sick with anger that I didn't hear their screams. I thought it was coming from the stars.

oh how wrong I was.

When they came back for me I nearly dropped stella. I felt confused. Why were they coming back? That's when I saw Dwit. His skin was burnt and he didn't seem to be breathing. I gasped, stumbling backwards. But there was nothing I would be able to do.

I nearly fell off the edge but lucky for me I came to my senses and tried fighting again. This time I was trying to get to Story.

I was too late for her as well.

Nothing was ok now. All I had was Stella. She was the only one I had now. So I kept going. It would have been better if I had fallen. Then Stella would be spared at least. But nonetheless I tried fighting all of them. Then I saw him. He looked like he had the day they died.

"Stark," I whispered, my voice ragged. He killed them here, and now he was going to do the same for me. I gasped feeling like something was hitting me in the chest. He was coming for me. I let out a ragged cry my face , a mask of pain and anger. I didn't think it could get worse.

It did.

When the energy hit me I thought I was lucky to be alive. But no. I was anything but lucky. Now she is dead. And I was alone.

I gasped the tears forming in my eyes. They were all gone. Just like that. It didn't even take an hour for the Stars to kill them all. Now I was surrounded. They were going to kill me just like they killed Stella, Story, and Dwit. I felt crushed.

At that moment I realized I didn't care. I would be killed in the same spot that my parents were. That filled me with rage. I swore that I would not leave this world without killing one of them. So I leaped for Stark, the one who started it all. We grappled and I nearly won. But then he pulled out the dagger. right before the dagger hit my neck I tried turning him to glass. I was too late. The dagger hit.

I died.