The Seven Day Kingdom

The Seven Day Kingdom

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We first met when the beginning of times just started.At that time, you were Inoles, the most promising leader of the Great Dragon Clan, while I was the lowly flower sprite disciple who was in love with you, my Master. I swore that I would never meet you again, when my battered hear and soul was torn apart because of a love I could never attain. But the cruel hands of fate have other plans. The legend of the Seven Day Kingdom has always been one of the best poem schizoprenic patient Lycoris Camellia has ever created. The tormented soul has never ever expected herself to actually meet any of the characters in the poem , much less fall in love with one of the seven Kings that she has made up, and realise the reason behind all the misfortune that has ever followed her since the moment she opened her eyes to this world.
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****Copyrighted**** 'Tell me you don't feel it.' He whispered against my lips, and the trembling that had ceased at the feel of his lips against mine began again with renewed vigor. 'Tell me it's not what you want, and I'll go. You'll never have to see me again.' Swallowing, I looked up at the eyes that had entranced me from the start. I took in his every feature, slowly and deliberately. I thrilled at the feeling of his arms enfolding me, and I inhaled his familiar scent with a trembling breath. And then, then I did the most foolish thing imaginable: I flung my arms about his neck and kissed him with all that I had, almost losing myself in the safety and security I felt. But more than that, I ran. I took his moment of shock, the slight loosing of his arms about me, and tore myself away from him, shoving out the door and into the rain. I suppose I'll never know why he didn't follow me. It was the thing I feared most. I knew that if he came for me a second time, I wouldn't be able to say 'no'. I wouldn't be able to run. But I had to. I had to go. I couldn't let him be hurt because of me. He would live on now, and I would marry another. I had leased my last bit of passion in that one moment in his arms, and as I made my way through the dark streets, I felt myself become dull and lost like the creatures bound in the menagerie. **Much of this was written when I was younger and then I came back later and finished it. There will likely be mistakes. Lots of them.

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