❝The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown.❞ ~ H. P. Lovecraft
We all fear the unknown.
When confusion and chaos trickle its way into the clandestine world of supernatural a...
The awesome banner on the side was made by an amazing friend of mine, ninetailedsilverfox. And although that's not how I imagine Iris, I'm really happy she made me this. So thanks a lot! And I also feel that it fits this chapter. You know why? Read on to find out!
Also, make sure to check out her book 'Goddess Crescent' as it is simply one of the best books I've ever read. It has an amazing plotline. And I love how the story is unique and different from other stories with a Supernatural theme.
P.s. I've written this chapter somewhat in rush and did not cross read it either, so it might not be very smooth. But I hope you enjoy reading it anyway!
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Emptiness; a dreadful feeling of nothingness and void within oneself. It's like you feel absolutely and completely nothing, but in actuality know that there are so many emotions bottled up inside you. And they are just too much to handle, that you just stop feeling. Anything at all.
That's how I feel as I pull straight into the driveway of my house. I didn't have it in me to attend the rest of the high school. Not after...
A sigh escapes my lips, and soon a bitter laugh follows as I think about everything that has happened today. Things were not supposed to turn out like this. They never were. I should've just gone with my gut feeling and stayed at home.
Pausing for a moment, I sigh and lean a bit forward, turning the ignition off. As I fall back on my driver's seat exasperated, I turn my head and look out the window at my house.
The dark grey walls of the house give of a vibrant and homey feel. It is made in the form of Craftsman style house, with a Greek revival architecture.
As I stare at my house, I think about what happened in the morning and sigh.
I never should've brought Katherine up in front of Caleb. I mean, how stupid can I get! I knew it was a sensetive topic. He will never forgive me for my slip up.
