The Perfect Daughter: Part 2The next morning Maria woke feeling calmer. She knew how her magia worked; burying the doll would dispel the curse. Now she had a decision to make. She could marry Sebastian, and maybe with time he would grow to love him. If she opened up more, let him know how much she cared, he might understand. How could she though? Marrying him would tear him apart from his love, and leave Rosa and Sebastian both as heartbroken as Maria was. As much as it hurt, she couldn’t marry Sebastian.Maria searched the manor ground until she found her sister, with Sebastian as well. Good, she could talk to them together. The young witch didn’t waste time; she bluntly asked what she needed to know. “Are you two in love with each other?” Rosa and Sebastian stared at her, stunned for a long time. Sebastian looked aside after a short moment, and Rosa’s head dropped. Maria could see tears rolling down her cheeks, and the young woman’s shoulders shook. “I
The Perfect DaughterRosa was amazing. She was kind and gentle, willing to sacrifice herself to help others. The outside reflected the inside as well; she was as beautiful as the flower she was named after. Her mind was as sharp as a blade, and she overflowed with talents. People came from near and far to hear her sing, and watch her dance. She was the perfect daughter.Maria hated her. They were twins, yet Maria was forever the outcast. All because of her cursed blood. She was a wretched witch! How could anyone care for her? Even her parents… There was one though, who did not hate her for her magia. Sebastian cared for her. He looked at her with such gentle eyes, and smiled with such kindness. He was the one thing her parents had given her; a fiancé chosen when they were infants, before they knew of her cursed magia.“You’re such an enigma, Maria,” Sebastian would say, a laugh in his voice, but cu
Making a MonsterAll he wanted was to help. He’d never hurt anyone. He was a clown; his whole goal was to make people happy. Yet here he was, watching as this insane village attacked his circus. Each of the performers and workers were beaten until they were bloody; he was no different. Blood covered his face, his mouth throbbed, and it felt like every bone in his body was broken. How could this be happening? The child... His mind flashed to the tiny broken form, lying on the ground of his tent. The memory was enough to make him wretch. What kind of monster could do that to a child?!The villagers were throwing nooses over the boughs of the trees now. Soon there was a noose for every circus member. Some tried to fight them off. The strong woman even threw her weights at a group, breaking many bones and knocking many out. A sword put an end to her. Many fell fighting, but more were left to weak to resist.
MonsterThe room was small, but not cramped. The floor was cluttered with toys; it was not a mess left from a day of play though. The action figures and stuffed animals were all set up in rows around the bed, as if to guard the child who owned them. The child lay in a small bed shaped like a car. Cars covered the blankets and sheets, which were all pulled up onto the bed to cover the small boy who was no older than five.The boy shook violently, peering out from a small hole in the cocoon of blankets. His blue gaze was locked on a corner of the ceiling, where a large shadow stood out. It was a slim form, with spindly limbs twisted unnaturally. It was too dark to make out details, but the boy had seen this creature before. It had visited him every night for the last week.The first time he had seen the creature it had been perched in his open window. Its body looked mostly human, with two arms and two legs. The limbs were too long though, with pointy joints. It sat in a crouch that l
Wreckage/”Sometimes I really hate you…”/ The words hung in the air, cutting off her father’s angry rants. Li’s eyes stung and she turned quickly, running away before he could see the tears filling her eyes. ‘Not that he would care…’ Her writhing emotions rivaled the storm raging outside, drowning out her common sense as she shoved her way through the crowded halls and out onto the slick deck. Her boots skidded on the wet wood, but she managed to slip her way to the rail, hanging on tightly.The storm beat at her, painful rain washing away the stream of tears. She wanted to scream, at herself and her father, but her voice was choked by her emotions. “….Idiot….!” All that came out was a raspy whisper.In a second everything turned to chaos. The ship rocked and tipped on the massive waves. Li’s feet left the deck, body lifting into the air as she clung desperately to the railing, before she was slammed back d