Chapter 12

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When the twins were born a shift happened

At the same time White Star Reincarnated not without feeling something missing and Years later he forgot the feeling

At the same time Cale Henituse the pride of his parents were born 

They lived happily

Until a great storm flew by 

Resulting in the Countess Death

and a dark cloud grew over them Estate  over time it may clear 

but for one that cloud is darker for them then for the others

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I am Cale

am I sad my mom died

Yes

 It feels like a dream  

I wake up thinking I will see her 

like I am on a cloud floating in the sky and one wrong move and I will wake up.

Except no matter How I try I won't wake up

I turn to tell my Mom something except she's no longer there

and it feels she took the sun with here.

Nobody will talk to me

Father won't even look at me

Sense the funeral I have barely seen him.

and when I do. The amount of times he spoke to me was to tell me to go away

Why is this happening?

Is it my fault?

The whispers of others say I am a cold and cursed child they called me a monster

why?

Is it because he did not cry at the funeral

Was that only right?

Father was crying already

which of stupid of him because Mother hated crying and although she said it was find to cry. She called it ugly to look at. Father said it just meant she never knew what to when someone cried

Why would I cry in front of her grave when she hated it.

Even So I did cry. I am not heartless!

Ron could attest I cried for hours 

They even had to get a doctor

So why am I the monster

Is it because I killed my mother?

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My Mother had an ancient power 

I don't know why but whenever she used it and looked at me she flinched

One stormy day when we were coming home from Harris Village

Something happened. Something snapped

and during the night on the ride back

when I was asleep

She tried to kill me

I tried to fight back and in during so our bodyweight while light was heavy enough for the slippery roads to tilt the carriage.

we crashed on a tree

my mother was dead on a branch

should That be a reason to call me a monster

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