Week 4

Characters: Riven, Icy

Prompt: Wound

Word Count (drabble only): 614


The 134th day in the Legendarium
It has been nearly five months since we first stuck here, inside this silly book.
Writing this stupid thing isn't what I want. Still, there are no more things I can do now.
This Legendarium World isn't the Lightrock Monastery. Therefore, when it is locked, we cannot get out of it.
Darcy has started to go insane while Stormy hasn't stopped complaining about her lack of freedom, which all of us has lost since the day that foolish fairy took us down and that loser Selina locked the Legendarium.

The 213rd day in the Legendarium

Rain. It has been raining for days here. I despise rain, I loathe rain. Water isn't fire, but it also can melt ice.
Just like my heart melted whenever I see you.
I'm not a type of person who easily falls in love. I wonder why you captured my heart so simply.
I had tried to forget you throughout time. And I had failed too many times...

The 275th day in the Legendarium

Darcy and Stormy have gone somewhere, leaving me behind without a note. They are far from me now, despite the fact that we were so close in the past. We were so close. Yes, we were so close, so close that when Darcy made you her target, I didn't even think of opposing.

But I cherish you.

Let it go with the rain.

My dignity was too high for me to admit I'm in love with my enemy.

I was considered to be a cold heart girl though it was just a fake cover.

I also know that even if you love me, you would never confess to me.

We are the same.

But in my very idle time, remembering you are unevitable.

The 328th day in the Legendarium

We are here nearly a year now. I am so boring. There is nothing to do, no hope, no ambition, no fighting, no war, no dark magic, no witches or wizards, no everything. This is even worse than any prisons and dungeon in the Magic Dimension.

We will have to celebrate New Year in this stupid place.

I feel like my life, my youth, my energy are being wasted.

I despise Selina, I loathe the Winx and the Specialists, but, I cannot hate you.

Why?

I have asked myself too many times.

I never come up with the answer.

After the defeat of Tritannius, I had vowed that I would never fall for man anymore.

However, you are always different and that is why I can't stop myself from thinking about you…

I miss you.

The 382nd day in the Legendarium

We evoke ourselves about our past, our love.

Tears glisten on my eyes for the first time of my life.

Witches aren't allowed to cry. When they cry, their power will vanish forever.

It doesn't matter now.

I don't have to keep those unshed tears inside me like the older days.

We can't get out, and there is no uses having magic.

Great power is useless anyway.

Let the feeling overflow my heart. I'm too exhausted to hold.

And I always know, my love to you always be the dream which is left unfinished.

It is a wound.

An unrecoverable wound.

If only that day, I had ignored all of my dignity to confess.

Now, nothing could be changed.

I'll soon die with the time.

And I'll never care for that.

It's hurt, but not unforgettable.

I remember before I stuck here, you had broken up with Musa.

Well, I wish you and her would never be able to get back.

If I can't belong to you, no one could.


A/N: This is for the Drabble Competition - Pair that character! on WCFC. I write it under the form of a diary, but it's not really easy, I think.

Anyway, Gemma Cane and PhoenixxKnight also join this competition. If you have time, take a look at their works. I'm sure that theirs are wonderful, either.

Feel free tell me your feelings about my story. I know it may not be good enough. This story is way too far from my original idea. The prompt I receive affects it completely.