Alright, we are month jumping again! Enjoy! And as for some readers, the
joke is on you! Heh, sorry, couldn't resist Chelsea-Raye!
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Two months later . . . .
I felt so empty, my mind lost in the oblivion of pain. With Blaze's small body in my arms, I wept like I never wept before. Jager had killed him, letting his high pitched terror filled screams echo throughout the room. They still echoed in my ears. Blood covered my hands and my clothes but I was not even close to caring. All I thought about was Blaze. He was like my son; I loved him more than I loved my own life. I let my anguished filled shrieks leave my throat. No one would hear them anyway.
Now, an hour after Blaze's cries have ended, an hour after the life had left his beautiful eyes, I felt anger as hot and uncontrolled as a forest fire. The anger touched every molecule of my body and tainted it. Jager had killed one of the few things I had let myself love in the past year. I laugh, the temporary loss of my sanity coming out clear in its harshness. It has been 13 months since I came to this horrible place called Midnight. And yet it seems like eternity.
I missed my life. Now, as I weep for Blaze, my mind and memories fade away and release Nada out of her bindings. Avalon has left me, for now. She had loved no one. Every time Blaze would play with me, or Eric would come down to visit, Nada would catch a brief glance at what her life has become. But now she was out to stay. Avalon was not strong enough to not care about a small boy or a young man. In a way Nada was never really dead, now that I come to think about it. She was always just beneath the surface, and now it was Avalon that took her place.
I have cried so much that I ran out of tears, if that is possible. Is it? I have no idea. But the continuous sobbing has left my throat raw and my body weak. I sink into the darkness, still cradling my son.
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I have no idea how long I slept, and I have no recollection of being moved to my bed. But when I woke up, Blaze was no longer in my arms. Warm blankets were tucked around my body and my hair was damp. I had once again been cleaned without being awake to feel the cold water shock my skin or the scorching liquid make me jerk away in pain.
There is no one else in the room. I have learned how to sense auras, incase you have not already known. Groggily, I pushed myself into a sitting position and looked around. There was something in the room that had not been there before. Although subtle, the white note lying where Blaze and I had been caught my eye. Sliding out of bed, I crawled over to it. The long crimson night shirt I had woken up in left my knees free to feel the plush rug.
Picking up the note, I glanced over it once, and then once more. After the third time, I let my sob of surprise pass by my lips. Although no longer than a page, Eric had told me I would be leaving for New Mayhem in two months. But he thought of a way that I might be able to stay here. Then he asked me one question that a sixteen year old girl would not usually hear in this situation.
The question fought for attention in my mind along with Blaze's death. My mind was still momentarily frozen, but those two thoughts thawed out and battled to be heard. I could not be sure how long it would take me to get over Blaze's death. Maybe never. And I was still getting used to seeing things in Nada's mind, and not the stone hard mind of Avalon.
As Avalon I would look upon objects just as they were, but as Nada I would think of them as memories. To Avalon, the tub would just be a bathtub, where she would wash herself. To Nada, or me now I suppose, it was Blaze's favorite place to play hide and seek.
Someone entered my room. But I was too engrossed in my thoughts to know who it was right away. When I looked up, tears were streaming down my cheeks. I held out my arms as if pleading to be caught. "Avalon?" I shook my head at the simple question.
"Nada," I replied simply. Avalon was what Jager had created. Avalon was a monster. But monsters have weaknesses, and my true self has broken through the mold that Jager had so easily put me into.
I was in Eric's arms a moment later, now crying once again. "Have you thought about my question?" I wasn't sure how to respond. I knew what he was planning if I replied the way I knew he wanted me to. I could be free. Or at least, our-
"Yes." That was my response to his newest question. He held me as if I was glass, so fragile. My mind was, but my body was as strong as ever. He tensed as he heard no emotion in my answer.
"What is your answer to it?" Was he certain that his plan was going to work? What if the strings of ownership went deeper than he knew?
"Yes," I whispered into his ear and I felt a tear hit my cheek. He was crying. Of happiness. I have never thought of crying because you were happy, but I let myself do so as well. "Yes," I repeated, "I'll marry you."
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Alright I'm sorry this was such a short chapter, but it is very important, as you could tell. This just popped into my head. And chapter 20 is always an important chapter! Although I doubt anyone likes this story anymore. And for those who liked Avalon, she is gone for now. And now there is Nada. She is back! She will still have an Avalonish attitude, don't worry! Next chapter is coming, but I'm about to pass out in tiresomeness. Is that even a word? Anyway, happy trails!
Krikoris
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Two months later . . . .
I felt so empty, my mind lost in the oblivion of pain. With Blaze's small body in my arms, I wept like I never wept before. Jager had killed him, letting his high pitched terror filled screams echo throughout the room. They still echoed in my ears. Blood covered my hands and my clothes but I was not even close to caring. All I thought about was Blaze. He was like my son; I loved him more than I loved my own life. I let my anguished filled shrieks leave my throat. No one would hear them anyway.
Now, an hour after Blaze's cries have ended, an hour after the life had left his beautiful eyes, I felt anger as hot and uncontrolled as a forest fire. The anger touched every molecule of my body and tainted it. Jager had killed one of the few things I had let myself love in the past year. I laugh, the temporary loss of my sanity coming out clear in its harshness. It has been 13 months since I came to this horrible place called Midnight. And yet it seems like eternity.
I missed my life. Now, as I weep for Blaze, my mind and memories fade away and release Nada out of her bindings. Avalon has left me, for now. She had loved no one. Every time Blaze would play with me, or Eric would come down to visit, Nada would catch a brief glance at what her life has become. But now she was out to stay. Avalon was not strong enough to not care about a small boy or a young man. In a way Nada was never really dead, now that I come to think about it. She was always just beneath the surface, and now it was Avalon that took her place.
I have cried so much that I ran out of tears, if that is possible. Is it? I have no idea. But the continuous sobbing has left my throat raw and my body weak. I sink into the darkness, still cradling my son.
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I have no idea how long I slept, and I have no recollection of being moved to my bed. But when I woke up, Blaze was no longer in my arms. Warm blankets were tucked around my body and my hair was damp. I had once again been cleaned without being awake to feel the cold water shock my skin or the scorching liquid make me jerk away in pain.
There is no one else in the room. I have learned how to sense auras, incase you have not already known. Groggily, I pushed myself into a sitting position and looked around. There was something in the room that had not been there before. Although subtle, the white note lying where Blaze and I had been caught my eye. Sliding out of bed, I crawled over to it. The long crimson night shirt I had woken up in left my knees free to feel the plush rug.
Picking up the note, I glanced over it once, and then once more. After the third time, I let my sob of surprise pass by my lips. Although no longer than a page, Eric had told me I would be leaving for New Mayhem in two months. But he thought of a way that I might be able to stay here. Then he asked me one question that a sixteen year old girl would not usually hear in this situation.
The question fought for attention in my mind along with Blaze's death. My mind was still momentarily frozen, but those two thoughts thawed out and battled to be heard. I could not be sure how long it would take me to get over Blaze's death. Maybe never. And I was still getting used to seeing things in Nada's mind, and not the stone hard mind of Avalon.
As Avalon I would look upon objects just as they were, but as Nada I would think of them as memories. To Avalon, the tub would just be a bathtub, where she would wash herself. To Nada, or me now I suppose, it was Blaze's favorite place to play hide and seek.
Someone entered my room. But I was too engrossed in my thoughts to know who it was right away. When I looked up, tears were streaming down my cheeks. I held out my arms as if pleading to be caught. "Avalon?" I shook my head at the simple question.
"Nada," I replied simply. Avalon was what Jager had created. Avalon was a monster. But monsters have weaknesses, and my true self has broken through the mold that Jager had so easily put me into.
I was in Eric's arms a moment later, now crying once again. "Have you thought about my question?" I wasn't sure how to respond. I knew what he was planning if I replied the way I knew he wanted me to. I could be free. Or at least, our-
"Yes." That was my response to his newest question. He held me as if I was glass, so fragile. My mind was, but my body was as strong as ever. He tensed as he heard no emotion in my answer.
"What is your answer to it?" Was he certain that his plan was going to work? What if the strings of ownership went deeper than he knew?
"Yes," I whispered into his ear and I felt a tear hit my cheek. He was crying. Of happiness. I have never thought of crying because you were happy, but I let myself do so as well. "Yes," I repeated, "I'll marry you."
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Alright I'm sorry this was such a short chapter, but it is very important, as you could tell. This just popped into my head. And chapter 20 is always an important chapter! Although I doubt anyone likes this story anymore. And for those who liked Avalon, she is gone for now. And now there is Nada. She is back! She will still have an Avalonish attitude, don't worry! Next chapter is coming, but I'm about to pass out in tiresomeness. Is that even a word? Anyway, happy trails!
Krikoris