My eye completely closed suddenly...my hand traveled downward until I felt something long, silky, smooth, and soft. My eye blasted open, when I felt a hand grasp mine, it was warm, but it was still unsettling. "Puppe, du hast alle besorgt gemacht. Niemand wusste wo du warst und wie du heirher gekommen bist. Wir müssen darüber reden." (Doll, you made everyone concerned. No one knew where you were, and how you came here. We are going to have to talk about this.) I felt a sudden nostalgic feeling, I held my head down and grinned a little. Same ole Jimmeh, gets so concerned when its specifically him that doesn't know where I am.
Soon enough we made it home, the door opened revealing a sea of morning souls sitting on the couch. I sat next to Stan, and Jimmeh sat on the other side of him, the suddenly Stan turned his head and looked at me...instantly he wrapped me in his arms tightly, crying warm tears of happiness. "Doll! We all thought you were long gone! Jimmeh even thought you ran away for some unknown reason! Are you okay, Doll? Do you need anything?" I looked at him and nearly went into tears myself. 'He was so worried...and Jimmeh he was also very worried too.' I felt disappointed somewhat in myself, I was way too ashamed to even speak...I shook my head, and said.
"...No..." I was tied up to my eyes in my mistakes...and I'm in a quicksand of my guilt and depression. I'm slowly sinking farther and farther down...There's no one that could save me from myself, and I'm forced to sink into my ambitions and hatred...soon enough I'll drown, and no one will know... because I'll be completely erased from existence... 'I could've at least resisted against Phyre, but I never did...Not even once...' My head sunk down. "Stan?" I whispered.
"Yes, Doll?" He said with tears still rolling down his rosy cheeks.
"How long have I been gone?" Stan looked down, and said with little emotion.
"....A month...." My eye shot opened. 'WHAT!?! After that I fell into a universe of black. I felt around, until I found a edge. It felt wooden, it stood approximately 3 inches from me, within traveling my fingertips down, I felt something soft. I tried pushing the top and realized that it was a lot closer than I thought... I tried to push it open...but nothing happened...I tried again...nothing. Then instantly the area around me wobbled and pushed up scraping the outside of the tomb, then came a THUD! Instantly the lid slowly opened revealing a figure...there stood a being with jet black hair, and piercing purple eyes. She then reached out her hand towards me, I took it without hesitation placing my hand upon its. Then once I made it to my feet the figure said.
"Come with me, Mancelldollengloria...it's not safe here...she's listening..." I followed the figure as it waltzed it's way towards a stronghold. It then lit a candle and walked toward a section of the stronghold covered in the mural. Then the figure asked.
"Do you know what you are? Mancelldollengloria?..." I stopped. 'Do I?' I barely knew my parents, and I could only recall specific moments, but not anything specifying what I am. I would only assume that I'm human...I mean I've been implemented into a humanized society. If I was something different I would've seen something different...right? I mean I've heard of Sapphires, but there's no way I could be one.' A while passed, then I said. "No I don't..." The figure then made a serious face and said.
"Mancelldollengloria, you are a half breeded Sapphire..." It then pointed toward the mural showing a symbol.
"Born with the mark of the Flügel De Libertà of your people..." It moved it's hand to point toward a grave with the same symbol inside of a coffin.
"The prophecy foretold that you'll be here...Mancelldollengloria." I stood there confused...The flügel de libertà? what's there to interpret ?... In the end what am I testifying against? I gave a sudden sullen expression...I can not believe it...after years just thinking I was just a defective human being, now I'm just a defective Sapphire that does not have a significant purpose in this world, only to be shattered into a million pieces...and to soon be forgotten like I never existed. The figure placed a finger to my chin, and moved my head to face her...then she said.
"You are different, but in a good way...your a lot stronger than the average Sapphire...You are a half breed or mixed to say...That's where you get your genes...even though you'll forever be in a loop, where your discriminated against...Just know in the end you are you, a mixed Sapphire; Even though your a half breed you have what all Sapphires have, an object that holds their soul along with their capability. You are no exception...now I'll put you to the test." In that the woman raised her hand in the air putting her middle finger down and pinkie down connected together.
YOU ARE READING
The Breaking End
FantasiA story about a girl trying to find out who she really is. She goes through an endless loop of emotional distress until she finally finds out who's really behind the mask...(This the edited version of the original written by Doll_LocketOfSecrets)
