THE DOLL'S KNIGHT...

1. AFTER THE EARTHQUAKE...

HEY BEAUTIES!!!🌻🌻

Finally the first chap!!!

I thought won't be able to make it today. Mom's not too well & had a lot of pretty nice guests, well the rishtedaars I like... Yeah some rishtedaars are left whom I can yet like, lol!!!😅

I WANT YOU GUYS TO READ THIS CHAPTER LISTENING TO THE SONG I ADDED ABOVE, FOR IT SO MATCHES WITH THIS CHAPTER'S THEME...🥲🖤

Also watch this song's movie's TRAILER & do watch the movie if you're comfy with the subject, but for now, let's come to the chap!

ENJOY READING, & DO GIMME YOUR PRECIOUS REVIEWS!🌻🫂

THE DOLL'S KNIGHT...

CHAPTER- 1

AFTER THE EARTHQUAKE!...

Life's a meaningless play, the myth of Sisyphus. The superficial creatures called humans creep from their cages, elusively freed from the cage of the smirking darks, when the delusional rays of the cunning Sun peeps in their empty eyes.

These creatures work, walk, talk, smile, laugh, cry, all superficial, all shallow, shallower then their existence, faker then the believe then so stick on, the faith they carry all their useless lives... the false promise of Hope!

Hope is what they cling to, a hope to survive every dark night & see another round of a nonchalant Sun, a hope to make it all worth it, a hope to be loved, cherished, & understood by someone some day, & that some delusional day come for some delusional beings only to pull them deeper in the abyss, the smart ones beings too good to be fooled by such falsehood of hopes...

The Sun again peeped into the world from the horizon, another false hope to the hopefully hopeless creatures of this treacherous planet, who, shining in the false lights started with their monotone routine, thinking they had it all settled, all in their hands, thinking could fight the Almighty, the fate with their dull dreamy half-droopy eyes.

They started their day unaware of what awaited them, & what has already happened to them or their fellows, & even if they know, they don't care, too careless, too lethargic, too caught in their own webs of life & lies to look outside their shell & face the realties...

In these fake lights bathed a girl, face pale & yet holding a glow of it's own, eyes closed, curly lashes shadowing her her darks, her small, unconscious hand held in the hold of a tattooed, mighty hand, caressing her with his desperate & admiring honey-brown eyes.

"Wake up Doll..." requested he, lowly & as soon as he did, he saw her eyes flickering, her dry lips parting, making him hold on her hand tighter, like motivating her, as she started breathing in deeply, her eyes flickering, a frown marring her forehead, only for him to lean in & whisper some calming words & beg her, beg her to get up.

It's been three days since he last saw her beautiful eyes opening, since he saw her flames engulfing him, setting him ablaze to make him feel alive.

She tried getting up thrice, only to be shut down by her nightmares & panic attacks. Her lights being overpowered by the darks surrounding them both, & for the very first time, the darks sacred him...

But looks like this morning really brought the hope of seeing her fully alive for the Knight, when she finally opened her eyes.

She closed her eyes at the bright lights coming from the window, only for a huge hand to come between her & the harsh rays, making her slowly drift her empty gaze at the man sitting besides her.