Ch.9 ~ Death Clock
"Seizm, I am growing to abhor your actions", Ahraune hissed from her dark throne. Her hands shook with infuriation as she spoke. "Wandering about aimlessly, just waiting for this girl to remember her past is no solution. You must be bereft of a working brain."
Seizm's eyes lowered as he nervously brushed a tress of his wild hair away from his eyes. "There is no other way for me to…", he began, however the object which flew towards him stopped his sentence. Quickly tilting his head to the side, the glass skull flew past him and met the ground with great force. Its frigthening solid form shattered into a thousand pieces behind him, and he shut his eyes for a moment.
"How dare you give me this shit with such a demanding tone!", she roared. Her voice was loud and strident. "If there is no other way for you, then perhaps I should strip myself of the trust I have for you, or whatever is left of it!"
"Forgive me", he returned quickly. His hands trembled slightly as he reached up to remove the hair from his eyes once again. "I…was glanced with hallucination. Forgive me, Lady Ahraune." Slowly, he lowered himself to the ground, kneeling before his Queen…before his terror.
"Very well, Seizm. BUT, I warn you.", the fearful woman stopped, and grabbed a dark hour glass beside her. The element inside did not consist of sand, but of fresh blood. As she turned it over, a drop of blood fell slowly, hitting the dark bottom with a silent scream. "I expect the Lady of the Omega to have arisen by the time the last drop falls."
"But Lady Ahraune…"
"Go" Her voice was even, but sinisterly low. "You are now racing against time" With that said, she reached out her long black nail, and scraped it along the smooth glass, causing a high shrill sound to echo through the darkness.
"Yes", Seizm replied one last time, before he disappeared into a mist of horror.
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"Seizm, I am growing to abhor your actions", Ahraune hissed from her dark throne. Her hands shook with infuriation as she spoke. "Wandering about aimlessly, just waiting for this girl to remember her past is no solution. You must be bereft of a working brain."
Seizm's eyes lowered as he nervously brushed a tress of his wild hair away from his eyes. "There is no other way for me to…", he began, however the object which flew towards him stopped his sentence. Quickly tilting his head to the side, the glass skull flew past him and met the ground with great force. Its frigthening solid form shattered into a thousand pieces behind him, and he shut his eyes for a moment.
"How dare you give me this shit with such a demanding tone!", she roared. Her voice was loud and strident. "If there is no other way for you, then perhaps I should strip myself of the trust I have for you, or whatever is left of it!"
"Forgive me", he returned quickly. His hands trembled slightly as he reached up to remove the hair from his eyes once again. "I…was glanced with hallucination. Forgive me, Lady Ahraune." Slowly, he lowered himself to the ground, kneeling before his Queen…before his terror.
"Very well, Seizm. BUT, I warn you.", the fearful woman stopped, and grabbed a dark hour glass beside her. The element inside did not consist of sand, but of fresh blood. As she turned it over, a drop of blood fell slowly, hitting the dark bottom with a silent scream. "I expect the Lady of the Omega to have arisen by the time the last drop falls."
"But Lady Ahraune…"
"Go" Her voice was even, but sinisterly low. "You are now racing against time" With that said, she reached out her long black nail, and scraped it along the smooth glass, causing a high shrill sound to echo through the darkness.
"Yes", Seizm replied one last time, before he disappeared into a mist of horror.
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