Dark Angel
Ch.11 Absolute truth
Ok I know what you're about to say "what the heck is this obsession with naming more than one chapter with truth?" I'm just simply trying to emphasize the point that "truth" is freedom. No matter what the case, "truth" will always set you free. In slurin's case, it led to his salvation.
Slurin woke to find that his feet, ankles, waist, wrists, upper arms, and neck were all on five foot chains that connected to a 20 ft thick wall.
"Those cowards!" he shouted in his mind.
Slurin jerked and pulled on one of the chains. He soon realized that the chain was definitely stuck tight. He wasn't going anywhere, anytime soon. His thoughts were interrupted when he heard the dungeon door open. For the first time in his life he felt his heart leap in joy as Lureana told the guard to stay outside.
"Lureana! What are you doing here?" he asked as he got to his feet.
Lureana didn't say anything. She looked at him for two fleeting seconds before running up to wrap her arms tightly around him.
"Slurin… you're ok, right?" she said as a tear started to come down her face.
"Yea… I guess… what are you doing here?"
"I'm here to help you escape, so when you do you'll take me with you."
"Lureana… we've been through this. I'm not the person… that can…"
"Slurin… tell me what's wrong, let me help you."
Slurin didn't know what to do next. His emotions became too clouded, too violent. He wrapped his arms around her. Her warmth calmed him. He gently folded his wings around both of them. Her warmth was intoxicating.
"My past is a horror story, a nightmare, call it what you want." He whispered to her. "My father was banished because of his un-quenching lust for power. He went to the dark mountain far to the south where the kragish used to rule."
"What are the kragish?" Lureana asked.
"They are a long extinct people that used the dark forces of magic to rule. There were three clans, but their lust to rule over the others destroyed them all, but their spirits never went to rest. They've walked the earth looking for souls to corrupt. They found my father, and he took them all. All of their power, all their strength. I didn't want anything to do with it, so… I left."
"What? That's it?" she asked in surprise.
Slurin didn't reply. She looked up in to his eyes. She could tell. He was lying.
"Slurin… that can't be all." She tried.
Slurin unfolded his wings. He let go of lureana. He went over to the darkest corner in the cell and sat down, holding himself as tightly as he could.
"I'm not meant to be cared about… or loved." He said as he shed the first tear of his life "I'm bred for only one purpose… and that's to kill. Lureana I want you to leave… I'm sorry."
Lureana didn't leave. She walked over and knelt down next to her friend. She gently stated to rub his back.
"Please slurin… let me in."
She gently slid her fingers across his smooth cheek. He looked into her eyes. She only saw a terrified little boy looking into her eyes. Slurin sighed, a very deep sigh.
"Don't let me go... Lureana." His eyes became wide with fear and sorrow. "He's on his way... and he'll punish me... I don't want any more…" his emotions swelled inside his chest. "I want to change… I want to be free. I don't want the whip… please don't let him find me." He gripped himself tighter.
Slurin could not fight the powerful emotions any longer. The sobs came. Lureana held him closer. The painful wounds in his soul came out in screams of agony. Lureana held him tighter as her tears also came.
"I hate you!" slurin screamed, "I hate every part of your being rowin!"
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The morning was clear. The golden bells were ringing throughout the castle and small village below. Everyone was joyful, running around to grab their things to attend the joyous wedding. However, the wedding didn't make everyone happy. The only person that wasn't happy was lureana.
She lay on her silky bed pondering. Her mind raced with everything that had happened the night before. Slurin was definitely tormented. He was trying to heal a wound from the soul, but sadly those type of wounds are always the hardest to sew up.
"He let me in." she thought to herself. "we embraced… we cried together… he felt so cold… but the moment I touched him… could I possibly be…"
She stroked her hand through her brown-gold hair. She noticed some straw falling onto the purple sheets.
"Oh crap!" she shouted out loud.
She jumped out f her bed and ripped the sheets off. She quickly replaced them with white cotton sheets and ran to the bath house.
As soon as she was done she quickly ran back to her room and called for her servants. Unfortunately her mother stopped by as well.
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All dressed in her beautiful blue gown with silky, white flowers and leaves embroidered up the sides, she mournfully walked toward the holy priest with Aviean on her left side.
"This can't be happening." Her mind screamed.
They reached the end. Aviean lifted the veil. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a black object heading straight towards aviean.
"Aviean watch out!" she screamed as she threw herself on top of him.
A black arrow just barely missed Aviean's ear. The war horn sounded, the armies had arrived.
