Chapter 3; "Face To Face with The Past"

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Soft breezes of wind were flying around the atmosphere. Making tiny pieces of her dark brown colored hair move around her head, dancing around her eyes blocking her from viewing the beauty that was the sky.
A dark of blue, which remind her of Decimis, and the dark shapes of the mountains that only their dark was vicible, portrayed the dark demons that had softly started to enrapture Ianthes' soul with their evil wings.
The waves of the ocean making the most soft music she could hear, which once again remind her of Decimis, his power, his ego, and his love too. But she was not sure wether the dark sky full of evil, or the sweet sounds of the waves reminded her of him more, because at this very point he was both of them, but for all the she knew was that the sky was by far larger than the ocean that her eyes could see, even if that meant that the waves could make sounds louder than the evil thoughts in her mind, but what if the sound of silence treating her was louder than both of the sounds surrounding her? Which... it was!
Sitting there, thinking about Pearls plan and wether she made the right move by losing Pearl too now, she lost a friend for a man she never will have.
Was her anger stronger than her love? Was there even love anymore? Was she just losing her mind?
"Pearl really finds the best time to get lost and leave me alone. Right there when i need her."
She was used to her loneliness but she still needed her warmth and wisdom.
"I'm right over here!" Pearl back-hugs Ianthe.
Ianthe, once more scared of her sudden appearance, and most importantly, scared at how Pearl read her mind? Did she even say those words out loud? She was sure she did not?
"You know Pearl we have to give this a name by now."
"Give what a name?" She giggles
"This"
"WHAT?" She yells
"Do not you dare yell at me like that ever again!"
"Alright now tell me"
"Now i will not tell you" she turns around.
"Okay then"
"Okay"
"Alright"
"Fine"
They both stay in silent for a while, not looking at each other, sending their stubbornness into it's place.
"Okay Ianthe i apologize."
"Do not worry about it silly, i was just messing around."
"You look sad."
"I am not sad, i am confused. What should i do? Whatever i do why would i do it?
Do i really want my power back or do i just want to feed my own ego?
If i make him pay back what will i gain?
What if we make up again?
What if he is not as bad as we think he is?
Who even am i?
And why is the sky larger than my ocean"
Ianthe asks a lot of questions, questions that only she has the answer to.
"And who lives in a pineapple under the sea?" Pearl asks ironically
"Spongebob square pants? But why?"
"Because you are asking me questions that you can answer by yourself, if only you sit down and think."
"But the more i think the more confused i get."
"Because you are not thinking what you should be thinking.
Ianthe, someone, i do not know who he was and what he was to you, but someone you call D, meant a lot to you, and he pretended that he was getting killed and you had to sacrifice your power to save him, you sacrifice your power for him, and him along with your power are gone completely, for years and you do not know wether he was alive or dead, but no trace of him, you get informed by an old triton that he is dead. Did i get it right?"
"You really have been reading my messages, yes you are right!"
"So? He faked his own death and his love for you to get your power. He never wanted you, he wanted your power only. And you still think he could have possibly wanted to protect you somehow?"
Pearl, as always, was right again. As much as Ianthe did not want to accept it.
"So now you have to show him you never wanted him too."
"But Pearl i was at fault too, i made some big mistakes too... very big!"
"Tell me what happened please, i want to help you."
"You will judge me differently then, i cannot tell you."
"I promise you, i will be there for you, open up your heart."
Ianthe inhales and exhales very deeply, she closes her eyes as a tear of pain rolls down her defined cheekbones, as she remembered the awful things she did...

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