𝑮𝑶𝑶𝑫 𝑳𝑶𝑶𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑮 ♱ regulus a black ── ✶ hateful hollow / act one ⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧
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𝟎𝟎𝟎 . . . the ellery family tree
Beatrice Crown, the very first woman of the Ellery family, a gleaming plaque covered in an ounce of blood. Her needle-like story weaved through history. Every stab into the thick fabric made an everlasting mark on anyone with the name 'Ellery'.
Her days started during the mid fourteenth century, somewhere near the south of France, a tiresome era, where her short lived days were filled with magic, though none was her own. Her understanding of the world was limited, she like – every Ellery girl to follow – had everything picked for her. Not that they had much to pick from.
The Crown family had nothing, and it would be a lie also to say that they had each other. There was no love among the small family, and there would never be so.
In this family, love seemed to hurt others rather than heal. It could be the case everywhere, people may have more positivity than the Crowns did, it was somewhat shocking to others the lack of care the only Crown child had, yet nonetheless expected.
As Beatrice grew up, surrounded by the hatred she and learnt to accept and the burning anger growing inside her gut, the sick hot pain.
Was her life nothing but pain and tolerance? She thought it best to push this all aside, there was no point in pondering the meaning of her life. Nothing.
Ellery Smith thought otherwise.
Beatrice didn't think 'outside the box', there was no box to think outside of, she was trapped in the metal barred cage, barbed wire pricking her sides.
Ellery's captivating essence drew Beatrice in like an anchor. It was another situation where she had no choice. The tight rope around her neck pulled tighter and tighter till they could pull no more. Ellery seemed to think this amusing, never had Beatrice a witch so cruel, her own mother could not even compare to the girl who believed herself better than everyone else.
Over the years, Beatrice snuck around in secret, from her family and Ellery. She had no choice. The presence of evil was squeezing her together, giving her no escape. Both had much more power than she and soon Beatrice knew the outcome of her secrecy, and she could barely imagine the aftermath.
No man could ever want Beatrice, she knew this for certain. Her frail frame and harsh thoughts – which though she had never shared them, everyone knew of – could push away any male that entered the vicinity.
There were many options, and though finding a husband and running far far away into the depths of France was not within her reach, she knew damn well that it was her only way out, and would hopefully send her family and Ellery off her tracks.
But of course, her freedom was hung before she could run. Ellery having everything to do with it.
With all her family now dead, at the hands of Smith, she was once again under the control of the blonde witch. Her awfully powerful self.
Beatrice was blind to the initial reason for Ellery's desire for the girl, there was no normality to the occurrence at hand. Beatrice simply didn't know what was going on. All she could remember was Ellery and a man standing in the room.
Beatrice Crown died on the first of September 1368, after giving birth to her first and only child at the age of twenty four. The baby boy was named Augustus Ellery, an elegant name which did not live up to the boy's standard.
Ellery Smith, died a week after the boy's birth, leaving the child to be raised by the nun from the closest church.
They soon disposed of the boy once he began sending cushions ablaze around the church. It wasn't exactly a good reason to be dumped on a doorstep but it was somewhat expected.
Augustus grew up with no true family, and though the man who took him in was kind and gave him clothes to put on his back, there was a feeling of distance.
The distance grew in every Ellery child, there was a distinct gap between mother and daughter, father and son. A perfect separation.
𝘀𝘂𝗸𝗶 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗸𝘀 ╱ such a lovely start to the story, you can really tell I love joyful beginnings, god the ending are going to be so so so lovely !! ( btw ellery is a woman . . . just to clarify, you may need to reread it to fully understand )
