Song of the Chapter: Monsters Without Teeth - OMM You hover like a hummingbird, Haunt me in my sleep You'll sailing from another world, Sinking in my sea, oh You're feeding on my energy, I'm letting go of it He wants it
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- July, Summer Entry 85
It was an evil spirit standing in the middle of the faint light It's howling withered through the night. It wore a famished stomach And a hunger for fear Devouring in vain.
His cold eyes stared at me No pity. No heart Only a suffocating thirst For anything with a damned soul
I went up to him, took his hand, and kissed it. I felt a tear on my hand I tighten my grip on him. He said, "don't be afraid," "We are going home together."
Beneath our feet there lay men Crushed, trampled underfoot, dying. The darkness enveloped us. I no longer felt the pain. or fear.
Are you scared? We too were scared. like cattle in the slaughterhouse. Alone, terribly alone. My mind was empty. Help me enter eternity. -
LOUIS LET OUT A HISS When the wet cloth connected with his skin. The unknown liquid that damped the wool was stinging the wound, like a thousand minuscule knives being dug into him.
"Hold still, dove, we're almost done." Killian whispered, watching the nurse dip the cloth back into the alcohol solution placed in a tin bowl.
"My word, my word! How in golden golems did you manage to get a cut this deep?" The large woman asked, pushing her rather large glasses up her small nose; the heavy material weighing the cartilage down.
Killian tilted Louis' chin upward for the nurse to examine more carefully, his calloused fingers then trailing to his cheek to the mark Harry had left from the whip. A deep violet with crimson edges, like a streak of pigmented paint was swiped upon the omega. No doubt to leave a scar, a constant reminder of where it came from.
Killian also looked down at Louis with a raised eyebrow, confirming the he would also like to know the answer to that question. But when Louis looked up with a sea of blue mortification and uneasiness, the deep breath that came from the shapeshifter was a clear, 'we'll talk about this later.'
"His mischievous curiosity gets the best of him, and his clumsiness is not a good mix," Killian sighed, making the nurse tut and give Louis a hard stare.
"Bet this would teach you a lesson! You should never put yourself in a dangerous situation! Huh, what if this cut was on your eye? A blind Luna for Stellarum, and careless mate for the King, and an execution on my hands. Oh dear, oh dear!" The nurse exclaimed dramatically.
