The Greeting

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-Legend-
In books of old and takes of the ancients there was a race that once lived known as the Hallows. They had this mystical power to look into ones eyes and see how they were going to die. Alas all of them have passed away none to have passed on their powers. Yet there are few among us today who have the Hallows power just laying dormant inside their hearts. The legend says the power shall be returned when the world has lost all of it's color.
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I didn't know if I was dreaming or just waking up. The last thing I remember is falling to the floor getting ready to feel the pain and shock on impact. Yet the next moment when I opened my eyes I'm laying down on a giant block of wood staring at what looks to be the roots of a tree.

Upon further inspection I noticed that the giant block of wood was a tree stump and no matter how hard I tried to sit up it felt as if I was being restrained from moving at all. I looked at my wrist and saw that I was shackled down. The tree stumps actually grew into my wrist.

As I counted each individual scar I cut into me feet over the past 2 months I realized how effective it was to hide my tears when I bleed from my feet. I lost feeling in them months back to a terrible accident during my fencing classes my parents were having me take. I probably should tell a doctor but I'm surprised I can feel the heat from things in my feet but pain isnt there. The more I think about it I think thats why I don't care.
For those who obviously don't know me. As my Royal name I am Cuiledhwen Ainion also known as Prince Matthew Otto. My sweet lover Mrs.Aquarius and I were having a splendid day during my first life. While I was shopping with Mrs.Aquarius I let her know that I love her dearly and will constantly be there for her.

**A few months later.**

"Hey babe, I need to know if you'd go to a dance with me I've been planning this for weeks."

She let off a scream from the other side of the bathroom door. I asked, feeling insecure with the door locked, if she'd let me in. I waited for a response.

"Hun? Shall I come in I want to comfort you." I ask again.

The extreme silence has gone too far. With extreme precision of execution I kick the handle of my bathroom door. Instantly my force opened the door and broke the lock. Rushing in I see the girl of my dreams slowly fading and losing consciousness.
I asked her how could she do such a thing. She said that no matter what happens she will love me forever upon that day. I was holding the girl I loved in my arms shocked that she would do something like that. As she drifted away my final words were.

"Here's something I'll give to you. As you bones weep from the overage damage to your body and the storms pressure pulls you from clarity. I'll stand by your side. The harder you cry as because of the pain from the cuts of words with blades. I'll stand by your side. The barrage of wind of 60 mph blowing everything around I'll be your cement tether holding you close. Even if I die saving you. You are more precious no matter what others say. I don't care if I don't know your flaws but please let me be your teddy bear in the dark nights for that little girl locked in a bare closet made of cement. I'll fall to pieces but I'll still be with you. I'll stand by your side."

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