Speech is the mirror to the soul but what happens when you are at loss of words?
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Lord Warren a man at his early fifties with a most pale complexion,,a stubborn chin forever uplifted as if to command respect, grey eyes that were just as shady as his actions,fox red hair which was so out of place though the crown on it made him scary...words just couldn't describe the power he commanded.He needed to find her.He had struck a deal with Athena for her life without his wife's knowledge.He knew very well Athena had agreed to this only because she needed something in return but he did not care.How could he when Reana was the only one who wielded power over his manhood?He wanted his puppet back real fast.He had sent the very best as a search team but why were they taking so long?How could a mere girl escape their grasp?He went to his chambers as vivid memories of Reana kept rushing into his mind.How he admired her tenacity and fighting.She had unknowingly caged him.He needed his play doll and would do anything to get "it" back.
Flaws make even the mighty fall.
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Reana,I had always hated dreams because most of the times it reminded me of the so many things that were out of reach but this time I wished I was dreaming.I even pinched my cheek real hard as if by so doing the glowing man before me would vanish but no, he was really there with me in what seemed like a fire bubble*My world was spinning real fast.What was he?A night angel coming to my rescue or a villain wanting me for himself?
He dared not look at me but I needed to know what was it with him.I had known from the very start he wasn't 'normal'.His presence always made one feel like hiding-he was so domineering or rather his presence was.I tried to get a grasp of my emotions but the vicious monster in front of me made it hard to.He just saved your life does that make him one?My subconscious kept on asking the very question I wanted to avoid.He was a monster that's it.But so are you Reana.
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Mogan let the power flow back to earth and his veins knowing the girl was safe.Well,why on earth would his so called master give him this mission? When all he ever wanted was to go back to his solitary life?Now that she was safe he would leave and this time he hoped it was for good.Struggling,he forced himself to look into those silvery eyes.She stood still with her hands clenched into tiny fists.With his hypersensitive hearing he realized she was not breathing."Breathe!"Mogan literally commanded her.
"Come on, breathe kitten."This time he said it a little softlyReana just looked at him while trying to get a hold of herself.
"I said breathe!" Mogan was now shaking her frail body."I... just didn't see that right?She whispered rather too loudly
"Concentrate on your breathing kitten."
"Whoa!Don't you tell me that.You wielded magic...like real magic back there and you tell me to concentrate on what?"(As she gasped for air)"Breathe kitten,come on breathe."This actually made Mogan to step back. What had gotten into him?Why on earth would he care?
"Am really trying to."She said as she broke down and let her tears flow.Maybe they would wash away the ordeal.
Crying doesn't necessarilly mean giving in to whatever made you cryThe situation was more than awkward as Reana's head rested on his broad chest wetting it with tears.She sobbed so hard and clung to him so tight that Mogan hated himself for shocking her.Ofcourse he did not know how to show compassion or atleast some sympathy so he just stood still letting her cry out her fears .On instinct he put his hand on her small back as she nuzzled closer to his chest.
He had to admit that the simple act made him feel the need to protect her.Reana's pain sort of flowed into him and it felt as though he had a share of it.Reana stiffened at the foreign hand on her back.She could not let anyone see this side of her but wasn't it a little bit too late to wish for that?They stood in that awkward state each knowing not what to say--one to comfort and the other to hide her embarrassment.
Both were just too Dumbstruck!!*************************
Though short I hope it hit a cord.I sooo hate Mondays anywho we got to make the most of even the bad days right?
Love J....
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The Void
General FictionEmptiness is what the two souls live in....Two worlds apart but who is fate not to bind their lives?.Both have lived not so pleasing lives....succumbing to the monsters within so as to fight the monsters without.Will they come out of this unscathed...