Hi everyone! Thank you for giving me eleven reviews and here's the reward for it.
TWO
new CHAPTERS!
Now I know some of you are a bit confused with how much reviews do you have to give me to get another chapter. So let's see the now my official formulae for review calculating:
Total number of reviews (when I last checked while writing the chapter(s)) = T
Chapter number = C
Calculated Number = CN
Last Number of Given Reviews to the author = LN
Final Number of Calculation = FN
If one Chapter is added
Stage 1:
T+C=CN
Stage 2:
CN-LN=FN
If two Chapters are added
Stage 1:
C1+C2=C
Stage 2:
C+T=CN
Stage 3:
CN-LN=FN
Now in one of the reviews I read it stated that the paragraphing was a bit confusing. So I turned it to the default paragraphing to test if it was any better. Please mention in the Reviews which paragraphing is better the first or the default "normal" one.
Since I received exactly eleven new reviews today. I will do some math on what's your new number goal for a new Chapter.
5+6=11
11+20=31
31-11= 20
But because I know some of you are a bit lazy to Review so:
Average of all the chapters (including the summary and prologue) or
1+2+3+4+5+6+7+8=36
36/8 = 4.5
20-4.5=15.5
Rounding off:
16
So I need at least 16 new reviews if you want TWO new chapters:
If you want to have One New Chapter:
16/2=8
So I need 8 new reviews if you want to see ONE new Chapter
Anything below that you'll have to wait for me to be free from anything to write it down which could take a long time. So finally now that I know you are Sick of reading my Author's notes and commentary. Here are The Chapters 5 and 6: Enjoy and don't forget to Review
Chapter 5 – Faded
It has become awhile since I've had become awake or aware in my unconscious self. I was aware because usually in my sleep I let my walls down around the bond. And this results to me being sucked in to her head and had become her dreams rather than my own.
I've become inactive in the darkness. I may not be religious like some people are but after everything that I've experienced. Becoming Shadow kiss, tasting death a lot of times by now. Reading about Anna and Vladimir, and researching on books about the shadow-kissed and spirit bound Moroi… It's just hard not to believe you don't have a soul. And somehow believing that my soul has started to fade away from my own body. In the darkness I somehow believe that while my soul fades away, my body is being decomposed by gross bacteria.
But even as my body allowed my soul to set free…something in the darkness kept me in. As if I was just caught between the boundary of life and death. As if I was treading along the road, the darkness in my left and the light in my right. And along that up was the true death and down was my body. I skipped along the path not sure to where it would go. If I jumped high and no longer touched the road I'm dead as a deer that was eaten by a cheetah. But if I fall down and no longer have the ability to go up then I'm sure I could be sleeping.
This feeling lasted for a long time. I never knew that this is what death would taste like. If you're wondering about the car accident that was supposed to end my life. I was sleeping when it happened, so in a state like this I would call it a sudden death.
But wether I'd be dead or was already sentenced to an eternity of this dream…I've learned signs.
The darkness was not entirely bad, but it represents my own mind. Sure people have judged me to be a generally happy person. But deep inside I was unhappy with the way things are when I was born into them. And whenever Lissa was in chaos it is I who sucked the darkness out of her. It was my own personal service to her.
The light represented my soul; souls were light but became heavy when not nourished. Heavy souls makes life on earth more negative than positive. Or maybe more of least thankful for even having a life.
As I skipped down the path, skipping being my own eagerness to finish the stages of life. Not really thinking if there was even time to savor each moment as it comes and go.
Darkness and Light were battling on my way. Darkness and downwards wanted to secure the health of my body and not let my soul escape. On the other hand light wanted to break out and be free from my body and ascend to my own judgment. This battle will go on and on. This time round, there can only be one real winner. Who knew sleeping was this exhausting when you're at this point in your life.
I don't know how long it went, but it went on for what seemed to be an eternity. At some point I even thought that this was my own judgment or what I would have to do for the rest of eternity.
And then at that point the battle of life and death, body and soul…just dropped.
I was no longer on a road but just something equivalent to the floor or ground. Maybe I was going to die…but how can that be when I 'm already dead?
I also noticed seemingly that my heart started beating again. But does that mean I'm just sleeping and not dead?
As my heart beats, with each slow but precise beat there seemed to be a light shining brighter and brighter. What was going on? What…What was happening to me?
I stood up on the ground to fix myself, but then as I stood up a gust of wind rushed to my face. I squinted my eyes as I placed my hands to cover myself against the harsh of the wind. I felt my hair flying and that it was as if it was hanging on my scalp.
My heartbeat pumped faster and faster. But as it did I felt my own heart with each pump of life that it gave me…also pumped it's pain. And as it pumped more and faster the more painful it became. I wanted to put one hand against it but when I tried there would be particles that came to my eyes and created pain in them. Before I knew it, the wind itself was pushing me to somewhere where I knew more pain would be evoked. I tried with my best efforts to walk against the wind but it's force was stronger than mine.
Eventually I let go, covering only my eyes from the wind. But as I did this I felt my back hit something. And when I hit that thing the wind slowly began to disappear. But no sooner than later did I smell wood of a tree just behind me. My heart beated faster and faster, I could feel not only my heart evoking pain but now, internally all of my body was feeling pain.
The tree with its branches wrapped me into it's embrace. It did not become a hug for long. The branches continued to press themselves against me and eventually crushing me into the tree. If earlier my heart was the only one lighted up because of this weird thing happening inside me now my blood was also lighted up. And gosh did it sting fucking hard! The vines in the tree swooped down and cuffed my hands and feet then started pulling it apart.
"ARGH!" I winced in pain of crushing, pulling and stinging going on in my body. And as if fate didn't think that was torturing enough, the rose flowers that suddenly sprouted near the tree started winding it's stem around my body, and slowly but surely they penetrated against my skin.
I screamed as loud as possible. If someone said that getting kicked in the ass by Stan Alto or Dimitri Belikov was punishment. They clearly didn't know what real pain felt like. The thorns that penetrated my skin eventually hit the area of the blood was.
I looked up and closed my eyes trying to gather up as much pain as I can and then released it with a loud scream that finally used up all of my voice. I looked down to see if there was anything more that could torture me. But instead found something else.
My blood was no longer red but was somehow to bright to look at for color. But in general sense it was white. And I guess I was right about how stingy it really felt.
I was suddenly released and felt myself fall down inside the tree that seems to either hate me or is pretty good at doing it's job. I fell back in the darkness.
But this darkness was not as dark as what I have experienced earlier. I looked up and saw a branch above my head. Great more torturing from the earth group?
But then I looked closely at it and then saw a piece of liquid fall to the ground. Ew tree sap I suppose. The branch continued pouring out the weird liquid thing to the ground. Eventually hitting me with some too.
After what seemed to be the final drops of the liquid it fell down to a spot near me and inflamed. My heart started beating as fast. Now it wasn't only my skin and my heart that was stinging. The stinging sensation caught up with each and every organ that I ever had. The stinging bright light was now around me. And with the fire burning on me I realized that maybe only my soul would get out and not my body.
The fire was both painful and relieving to me. Unlike the earlier punishments fire burned my body and the stinging sensation stayed at each and every part of me. Burning down together with the fire.
The fire was everywhere so wherever I walked or went it would always be in my body. Burning and cremating me away as it pleases.
Then after what seemed to me like a long time or even a century. I walked towards a spot where suddenly the fire was extinguished the stinging light became me, and I fell towards waters depths.
I guess why these punishments were last was because they were a bit more simple. The stingingly painful sensation made me breathe against the water rushing towards me. As if I was it's target to drown out.
I kept swimming against the current of water trying to keep myself some air. But the stinging sensation numbed when it was out of water. Then once again I let myself drown into it's heart beat.
Only to find myself repeating the process again and again…is this now my eternal punishment?
The Cycle kept repeating itself over and over again until my body was nothing but dust.
The only thing left of me was my soul.
By the time it was only my soul, the stinging sensation went outwards of me…
And created what it looks like to be a portal.
Oh a Portal to what?
And once Again I would just like to remind you this is officially
Rosemarie "Rose" Hathaway's
Last Chapter in a narrative point of view. The rest will be said by
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!NEW ROSE!
