Dance! I have posted the next chapter! I hope all of you people like! Enjoy!
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If any of you were confused, animals don't like being cornered, and dragons are pretty much animals…hope that clears up any confusion if there was any…
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Death's Castle
Ch. 13
Sometimes, someone's world can come crashing down in an instant. It almost feels like having a doormat under your feet swiped out from under you, leaving you to fall gracelessly onto the floor. Sometimes, it's a slow decay, where acid eats away at you, and at the beginning…you don't even notice it at all. But despite these gruesome descriptions of world's falling apart, there is one way that is agonizing beyond all others. This is a special torture, reserved for those unlucky individuals who are randomly picked from the masses.
Sam was unlucky…
What she felt was neither a slow decay, nor a rapid decent. No, this was something else, something that almost combined the two together. This was a fall that took place in a single instant, yet was staged over a lifetime. That one instant seemed to drag forever in Sam's mind, and when it finally ended, she was left rudderless, tossed about in the raging waters of her mind, abandoned with that one scene playing over and over in her mind. It gave her no peace.
Sam stood there with the ghostly blood dripping off her hand, staring at it…with an almost crazed look in her eyes. She was shaken from the depths of her mind by her loss of balance, which made her tilt backwards. Sam let herself fall. She slid down to the floor, her eyes never leaving her bloodstained hand. Then she wept. It wasn't the bawling sobs, no; she had learned long ago to cry silently. Tears slid down her faces, reddening her amethyst orbs and falling gracefully down her face to dampen the dry stone floor.
'This is just one more misery to add to the others…' She thought almost listlessly, 'It will not end.'
She started to laugh, the sound laden with sorrow, agony, and a dozen of other tormenting emotions that language has no names for.
Paulina woke up. Puzzlement coated her features as she realized the dragon was nowhere to be found. She stood up silently, her eyes widening in unbelieving shock as she took in the sight before her. Danny lay in his blood, almost ripped in half, a few feet away. Sam sat in the corner, blood on her hand, tears down her face, and producing the most harrowing laugh she had ever heard in her lives. She felt nauseous first, then just sapped of energy by the sheer weight of it all. She laid a hand against the wall to support her, giving her time to fully absorb it all.
She looked up, startled, as the door she had tried to go through earlier opened with a bang. A petite ghost, wearing a blue dress and a small tiara on her head, entered the room; followed by two hulking guards dressed in a greenish silver armor. The princess gasped in horror at the sight and quickly rushed over to Danny on the floor while one of the guards followed her. The other took in Sam's frazzled appearance, both physical and emotional, and quickly headed towards her. He saw a chain around her neck, which he soon took off, proving his suspicions. He left with the amulet and walked briskly over to the princess, helping the other guard wrap the Reaper's wounds and carry him out of the room. One of them came back to give her the amulet, and he soon scurried out of the room again to accompany the other in taking care of the injured ghost, who clung to existence by the end of a thread. The princess finally took notice of Paulina, walking delicately up to her.
"What has happened here?" The princess asked softly.
"I-I don't know all of it…that girl over there…we were fighting, she got angry an-and turned into this monster-dragon thing! I fled, and came though a d-door and got here. That boy w-was fighting her…I fainted s-soon after…" Paulina's voice was hesitant; she was still shaken by what she had woken up to.
The princess nodded gravely. She took Paulina's hand and gently led her over to the open door. She handed her over to a guard standing farther down the hall.
"Take her to one of the guest's quarters." She ordered.
Paulina followed in a daze.
The princess went back to the wreckage that was once the spare dinning hall, and knelt quietly next to Sam, whose head was now bowed. Her laughing and tears had ceased, but the lack of expression did not indicate a lack in the pain inside of her. The princess put an arm around Sam, who didn't seem to notice. Putting a hand on her elbow, the princess helped Sam stand up. Taking small steps and taking them slowly, they got to another guard down the hall.
"Take her to the quarters on the third floor. Be gentle with her. She's been through much pain."
The guard nodded and picked Sam up carefully, walking up the spiraling flight of stairs in the corner of the hall.
The princess touched the amulet around her neck with the tip of her finger. Her brow was furrowed and the corners of her mouth turned down.
"See what hate causes? It builds and builds until it is out of control…" She sighed sadly letting her back lean up against the coldwall, "It can blind us so much that we even hurt our loved ones." Her eyes closed and she finished with a whisper, "I should know."
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The aftermath…
Hope you liked that! I know this is a bit short, but it's a bit hard for me to make them longer. I'll try though…
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