The leaves of a tree obfuscated the ferns below, like a part of its penumbra, where no one even dared to discern. Dim lights from tiny fireflies illuminated the area, high-lightened her oblong-shaped face, but it wasn't enough.
One more, Enia," a deep voice echoed unto the night; unruffled, yet heartless. Nothing would satisfy someone's hunger who had no wraith of dreams, merely a hollow future.
She immediately stood up, bowed down, facing her egocentric master. "After this, you are no use of me."
Hearing those words, it should be a relief, but it wasn't. Love was absurdity.
"Don't you want me anymore, Master Vlad?" she asked, acquainted of what he just meant.
"I want the princess, not you." He exclaimed in disgusting tone. "I want her heart."
Was it because of human's peculiar enthusiasm? Or was it because her master only saw her as his rubbish possession?
Enia was there. She never left him. She healed him when he was dying, and turned him into a prince when the world abandoned him. And now that he was up to his last wish, he made her felt debris...like her every former master did.
"What are you waiting for? Use your powers, you stupid creature!"
Offended by his demanding words, Enia still followed him in silence. After all, he was her master. She obeyed his command.
Enia gave what he wanted.
What he exactly needed...
Blood dripped. Hands trembled. Her master almost fainted akin into this harrowing night. The princess' bloody heart was on her palm, pounding for death.
"Enia!" Her master shrieked in horror. "What have you done?"
"Your wish is my command," Enia whispered in nothingness.
She left him in tears, before she locked herself inside her lamp...for good.
BINABASA MO ANG
From Quotes to Stories
AcakAng librong ito ay naglalaman ng iba't ibang kwento mula sa iba't ibang mga manunulat sa bansa. Ang mga kwentong inyong mababasa ay pawang mga interpretasyon ng mga manunulat sa mga siping ibinigay ng grupo.
