✔️ Chapter 18 ✔️

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Eunha's pov

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Fire.

There was fire around me.

And it was too hot I couldn't handle it.

I had to run.

I ran as fast as I could but as much as I try to keep my pace stable or get it faster, I started to feel my legs getting weaker and my body getting heavier.

But I ran.

I still tried to run outside of this place but it just seems like I'm running around in a circle.

Everything looked the same, fire.

I was panting and my sweat was continuously dripping on the floor. I felt like my heart would burst out or it would just explode or maybe, it would stop beating because of the temperature.

I started to panic.

Don't panic, I kept telling myself those words but I couldn't even do it.

I was dying.

And I still didn't want to die so I tried to think.

Think, Eunha. Think.

I closed my eyes, opened my palms, wishing that some miracle would happen, I tried to make an ice or some shield that could protect me although I have none of those powers but as I did, it only turned hotter than before.

Have I done something wrong?

Have I made a wind and made the fire spread even more?

Have I-

Fire.

With wide, horrified eyes, I looked at my hand.

There was fire.

I was the one who created all these troubles to myself?

These fires?

But it's impossible!

I must be imagining things for I am dizzy already.

But no,

I look at my hand again and faced it in front where I could try to use it and as I pushed it and commanded it to attack,

It did.

And it made me feel all scared but- but it started feeling warm.

Oh, it's warm.

Wait- it's cold now.

Why is it turning cold?

Maybe because I'm the owner of these fire that I wouldn't feel the heat?

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