Desiderium

Epilogue: Loss and Life

Raziel

Claudius is dead.

The whole kingdom is mourning for his death, it is so sudden that we are all caught off guard.

No one is expecting it.

No one is prepared.

But the little smirk that Zelrick has in his face, makes me become so suspicious of him.

I know the feud between him and Claudius, but I will never want to see my rival die in a horrible way as possible.

These past few days, mom is not coping up well from Claudius' death.

I know who Claudius is in her life since she was a kid.

He was her protector. Her brother. Her father. Her bestfriend and most of all, her pillar of support.

Nothing can surpass their level of friendship and trust they invest with each other.

And now Claudius is gone, the one who is acting as the Crimson's leader is Vinea, Claudius' widow.

I don't know why I'm slightly afraid of Vinea, I never saw her shed a tear in Claudius' burial nor even when his ashes are being delivered back to the castle.

I wonder, how long can she carry on that tough facade? Even clouds when they are full, they start to rain to lessen their burden.

I sit up and take my Book, I keep on trying to open it but I keep on forgetting I don't have the goddamn key!

I almost threw it across the room when the door opened, revealing Semiramis in her infamous black lace dress.

"Your mom wants to talk to you in her library." She said, blankly then she exits with closing the door behind her.

I sighed as I stand up, stretching my silver metallic wings in their fullspan, covering the windows of my room with their shadow.

When I'm satisfied, I tucked them behind me and I step out of my room.
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3rd Person

In the city of Berlin, Germany, a mysterious light appeared at a dark alley.

The beggar who is sitting beside a trash bin woke up suddenly by the strange sound.

There is a soft humming, bringing warmth and peace to her own heart and body.

The light is still there, but in the centre of the light, there is a figure of a male, curled up without any clothes.

As soon as the light fades, she saw a male with golden hair like sunshine, pale skin and a slender structure.

She step back in fear as the msyterious but beautiful stranger sits up slowly and stretches like he had the most wonderful nap ever.

He rubs his eyes and opens it as he looks over at the beggar staring at him in awe.

His kind royal purple eyes are giving a good impression in her bewildered stare.

"W-what's your name?" She bravely asked.

The stranger's smile doesn't falter as he answer.

"I am life."

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