Prologue: Strings, Humans and King
Oh, you told me to hold on
Oh, you told me to hold on
But innocence is gone
And what was right is wrong
-Imagine Dragons [Bleeding Out]
It was cold, but she didn’t mind. The sharp knives of the wind pressed against her skin and sent her hair flying in a simultaneous flow. The howling of the wind surrounded her, but she was too transfixed by the beauty of the sky to notice. The inky black color was splattered across the sky, with blotches of aqua blue and milky green evading in the midnight zone. The stars, hung like jewels on the sky giving the sky an eerie glow. The moon however was embraced by puffs of thin soft clouds, hiding its glory.
She sighed in contentment and turned towards her lonely companion. A smile graced her smile as she asked, “Do you know what makes us human beings?”
He didn’t move at the sudden outburst of the voice and merely kept his composure as he shrugged. She absent mindly started picking the grass as she said, “Many will say that to be a human is to have a heart beating and soul.” He didn’t move, but she could hear is beating heart against his fragile ribs. She nevertheless continued, “But I disagree.”
She turned her attention to the stars, her voice barely above a whisper, “I think” she continued, “that to be a human being is to have emotions inside us.”
All she got was silence.
“You see, even the other living organisms have a soul and a heart, but they are not human. That because they don’t have feelings. They don’t feel the crown of glory on their heads, the fear evading their veins, the feeling of happiness making them numb. They have instincts, but not emotions.”
“Then what’s with humans turning into animals? “He said, his voice sending shivers down her spine.
“That’s because we humans are forgetting our strings of emotions” she simply answered.
(Time skip)
She sighed happily as she slipped into her shoes and turned to check her appearance on the mirror perched on the wall. Her inky black hair was tied in her signature pigtails were falling in long waves. Her green eyes had blotches of blue in them. She smiled lightly at the light dark circles underneath her eyes.
“Arabelle come on we are getting late!” He yelled,annoyance etched in his voice.
She grinned as she replied, “Hold your horses Ghost King!”
She smiled more as the rays of the sun welcomed her. Scrunching her nose in the sudden intake of light, she took hold of his hand.
“Strange,” she thought. “I met him in the cold, and am with him in the summers.”
But she didn’t complain in the least.
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Author's Note: So..How was it? I haven't wriiten any fanfiction aside from short drabbles in my wrting book, so I am kind of nervous about writing this. BUT, my love for Nico di Angelo urged me to write on~
A special thanks to Esha Yousaf and Seville Jabeen (Seventh Grader1) for encouraging me!
~Girl-in-Shadows
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Fanfiction"Why do you have to be so cold?" Meet Arabelle, a girl who unlike others lives a strange life. Abandoned by her parents she strive to life her life as normal as possible. But that's hard, especially when a teen named Nico di Angelo enters her life...
