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I watch Zaira. He red hair wisps around her face as theorized for an escape. They all do. But Zaira, she is my favorite. Her fiery hair matches her spirits. ...
#nightdwellers I've never felt so alone. Although I'm not on my own. Surround by people... yet here I am, The only one stood still in the sea of the damned.
Chapter 3 - How long have I been in here. It's felt like days...My throat is parched and i'm quite famished. There is no way out. I lay down on a stained sofa, the musty smell makes me sneeze.
Chapter 2 - The car rumbled on. The groan of the engine woke me from my slumber. I could not see...Blindfolded. I could not bear this any longer, but I keep quiet as my kidnapper is anxious.
Chapter 10 All eyes were fixed on me apart from Fortis' eyes. He had them scrunched up waiting for the bullet to hit his chest. "Keep him alive.
Delicate. I think so... One drop of the hat and you got me in tears. One long hug and it's the mist of being in love.
Mónne rest his head on a velvet pillow, his eyes dry from spilling too many tears. His heart felt shattered, shredded, ripped into pieces by the jaws of a white lioness.
A magpie sat upon the shoulder of a young maid, its sleek black-blue feathers shone in the evening light.
Dear Captor What is the matter. Surely you know this is wrong, all that's been going on. The bath was nice, thanks for the glass of a lovely rich red.
Chapter 5 I was just about to ask him why he was being so nice to me when is brother. The black haired one came in.
I sit in total darkness and await my fate as my eyes adjust to my surroundings. My hands, tightly tied behind my back, chaff against the tough chord of rope around them.
There was silence then the man said "come let's take her to the house. We'll travel the day after tomorrow." With that he walked off with me and the boys on either side of me.
"Jack. What is it?" he remained still as a statue. His breathing rate increased until he was hyperventilating. "what do we do?" Florence asked wide eyed.
(Blah... Blah... You guys all have a brain... I hope...) Chapter 12, An Early Birth The smell of peroxide chemical filled the entire initiative headquarters.
My wrists are raw and bleeding from struggling against my chains. My hair is plastered to my forehead and saturated with sea water. My eyes sting with the salty spray and my heart thumps faster.
My eyes snap open, squinting in the sudden light. The blazing white light burns directly into my eyes, sending blurry streaks of yellow spiralling across my vision.
...I could almost hear the spider breathing now, it was so close. I tried to think of happy joyful times so that at least I wouldn't die in distress but none came.
We sat and talked the whole day, we named the food delivery guy steve and just sat and laughed, we had discussed that someone must have brought us in here and how to get out. We had a plan.
I fell asleep there, resting in my own tears. A shimmer of sunlight made its way through the windows, no curtain to get past, just boring,no led,old windows.
The hand I was holding belonged to Lewis. Even with the scarfs removed from our faces we kept our fingers intertwined, keeping us clasped together. Harry took my free hand and examined my wrist.
My body was still shaking violently after what seemed like hours. I tried to keep my mind occupied but my thoughts always ended up back on Sarah.
"I'm being serious, you don't deserve to live after what you did then, and what you are now doing. You will pay one day." Lewis shouted with powerful anger.
Part three of Opuss Battle Royale Stabbing pain rakes me as my eyelids are prised open. My vision is blurred and yet I can see light, and a shadowy form. Am I with her.
I let myself drift in and out of a light sleep, but I was always aware.