His mind was slowly numbing from the rhythmic sounds of snapping stems. He was clipping the tea bushes as he always does in the afternoons, finding the yellowing leaves spotted with illness and snipped away when the little child barged in unannounced. She was a bewildering existence with her wide, shining eyes, beholding him with … Continue reading Epilogue
She never knew her promise was one-sided. He knocked on her chamber’s door three nights after her coronation. She was confused, then fearful when she find his facade plagued by indecisions and turbulent sorrows. He stepped into the faint radius of her reading light, she closed the door behind them as he paced to the … Continue reading LXXVI.
Dear Readers, Happy Holidays! This past week had been a crazy one: with me coming home from college, catching up with friends, getting a driver license (that may or may not have involved me not knowing the test route and improving on the spot), having surprisingly philosophical discussions with church friends that used to strike … Continue reading The End of The Emperor and Her Assassin
She woke from a dreamless slumber, refreshed, younger, and as she took in the familiar carved wooden bedsteads, dressing table and patterned arches framing murals she painted over, she could almost pretend that none of her tiresome adventures occurred, that she just woke after a day composed of nothing but music, art, occasionally charged by … Continue reading LXXV.
Horatio is a patient man: he was seasoned in the art of judging how opportune moments present themselves, so his current post should be a suiting one for him. But he wasn’t alone: he was in the company of his unease and an unintelligible fluffball stubbornly anchored on his shoulder, hooting protectively. “Our little Lyra … Continue reading LXXIV.
He came about with a pang in his chest: a cry, he knew before he saw from his blurred vision. “Ma…,” She was armed with nothing but her profound remorse as she beheld the shadow that towered over her. Eri was still in there, trapped in the infinite abyss of eternal suffering, and as the … Continue reading LXXIII.
“You have come, I am honored,” Claud hid his sputtering under courtesy as he snapped himself out of the daze imposed by the heavenly aura that humbled even the grandeur of the imperial palace deigned to regard him; Eridani was nothing in comparison. She was flanked by two equally dignified lords, and their procession paused … Continue reading LXXII.