Up in Flames.

She looked out her window, Past the iron bars, into the Storm. Desperately searching, as she would everyday.
She fails to spot what she seeks and scratches into her notepad the number “ 98 ’’.

She falls back on her bed and sighs out of frustration as her hair Fades, getting lighter and weaker as time passes her by.
she closes her eyes, only to see him. “Rovana” he screams.
She winces in pain as she remembers Connor’s Betrayal. Her first and only lover. Blinded by his love so bad she could hardly figure out he was the one who Aided her foes in Slaughtering her people. Her heart is torn in half as she remembers the Blood, the way she took the lives of an army in a swift rush of Anger. But she only sheds a tear remembering the way she ripped Connor’s Heart out with her burning claws and tossing it into the fiery depth of hell.

She screams in a low undertone, as she would every other day she remembered his face after that last blow.

Three Minutes into the Silence, she hears a whisper in the wind.
“Could it be” she ponders as she raises her head off the Tear soaked sheets.

“Rovana”. The voice more audible this time.

Rovana rushes to the window “No living being could make it past the defenses, my mind must be playing tricks on me.”

“This is no Trick my dear Rovana, I’ve Traveled long and far to find you”

Rovana hasn’t had any contact with any living being in months. She curiously opens small talk with the Stranger. “Who are you, how did you get here, what do you want?”

He finally appears to her as a dark and shadowy figure flying towards her window sill. “I, Mi Lady, am ShadowRein, the Count of Chaos and destruction. and I have come to free you.”

Rovana smiles. “What makes you so sure I want to be freed?”

ShadowRein smiles back “Well you did order your father and guards to lock you up on this Cold and stormy mountain. But why? because you slaughtered your people’s sworn enemies? I know you miss your power.”

Rovana Pouts “But I’m hideous in my final form.”

ShadowRein Smiles “On the Contrary, there’s nothing I’d rather see more than you in your Battle form again.”

Rovana is flattered But can’t help but wonder how this Creature knows her or knows any of this information, or how he got up here.
They talk for hours and hours at a time, and the more they talk the more Rovana feels safe and alive for the first time since she’s been locked away. She finally decides, it is ShadowRein who will mend her aching heart, re-invigorate her Dying Soul, fill her heart with the love she didn’t know she desired.

ShadowRein reveals he has been with her since she was a child, watching her, taking care of her, keeping her out of harms way until she was strong enough o defend herself. Always in the form of her shadow or a crow sometimes He would take the form of the stormy rain to sooth her nerves as she slept..

A few minutes before Sunrise ShadowRein Reveals his true form. “ Rovana, I am a shadow elemental, the last of my kind and I will release you at your command.”

Rovana being a Fire Elemental, the Servant of light, his exact Opposite, they were Ying and Yang, Neither of them cared.

She whispered “Release me, My dear ShadowRein.”

They kissed through the Iron Bars as ShadowRein brought the sky down and made the storm pass. The sun rose majestically a moment after and light warmed Rovana’s pale skin. she picked up her notepad and it quickly burst into flames at her burning hands.

She rises of the ground as the fire Engulfs her body and rips the Bars off the wall to be with her Beloved.

They fly down together, Hand in Hand, to the kingdom.

Right as she’s about to open the Palace doors she can feel her heart beat again pumping fiery blood into her veins. She hovers into the Palace with ShadowRein at her side and kneels at her Father’s throne bursting into tears of joy.

The king hugs his Daughter as the savor the emotional moment. Until the king sees ShadowRein.

“How dare you bring him here Rovana” he yells. The palace shakes of fear. “you should have finished him off the second you had the chance”

Rovana Pleads of her Father to leave him be. But it was inevitable.
She was persistent on her relationship with him.

The king after much discussion decides to Banish them both to the Wastelands. Disowning his only heir to the throne.

Rovana feels as though Boulders were dropped on her heart. she was crushed. ShadowRein looks at her with tears in his eyes and asks that she fulfills her fathers will.

The tension grows strong in the room and ShadowRein Breaks the silence. “ Rovana, I never loved you. . . . it was all a setup to bring you back to the Kingdom of fire and light, No one in his right mind would Love someone as violent and Hideous as you are.”

Rovana feels the weight of a thousand Mountains come crashing down on her head. “ ShadowRein, is this the truth? do you really feel this way?”

He Nods his head as he pushes her away.

The light hitting Rovana from the window Intensifies, as she rises higher off the ground, Her eyes glow with vigorous flames rushing at the sides. Her hair Turns a red as dark as blood and she goes into the Rage of Connor as a fire Storm Erupts from her heart. she levels the Palace around her destroying everything in her path, as the fire settles she looks around to see her Dead father, laying on the ground beside his guards.

Rovana Then makes her way towards the Dying ShadowRein. “Goodbye my love” she whispers in a wicked tone with a smile on her face as she Obliterates him in a shot of relentless flame.

as his Soul leaves his body he whispers back “You’re finally free my love, see you on the other side”

Years later Rovana looks to that same spot, while sitting on her Flaming throne her eyes filled with hatred and anger.

She then looks at her army and yells “The time of the flames has come my people, we attack at dawn”

******

A soldier prepares his only son for battle “Make your father proud my son, the time of the Bitter Queen has come”

What doesn’t kill you might just hunt you down.

She Ran with every last Breath her Intoxicated Lungs could carry.
Why would she run? she chose her own fate, was warned several times.
What sane person chooses to purchase Eternal torture, while fully aware of the consequences. She wanted to scream, hoping someone could hear her but she was all alone in this baron land. The black leaves and fruits of her checkered actions whipped past her like scorching bullets grazing her pale skin. The pain and sorrow fails to stop her, she’s adamant on getting away this time, But That’s exactly what IT wants her to feel. . .
IT walks steadily, with no worries, Letting her have a good dose of confidence. With every pace IT get’s stronger Savoring every bit of energy for when IT finally gets to lay ITs black claws on her. IT can hear Her rustling through ITs Endless Jungle, Entangled in ITs Embrace. There’s no escaping what you chose to fill you heart. It’s Inevitable and only time separates her from the Monstrosity she created.
Her Heart feels like it could stop any second. Her lungs Burn as if engulfed in the Hell of her Sins.
She stops. . .
It’s been dark for years and Running has proved to have the same outcome. She sits down on the ground, sinking an Inch deep in the ashes of her blazing soul. She gives up, no one is there for her, no one ever was. Not her Oblivious parents, Not her frustrated friends, none of her loved ones cared anymore.
She faces her fate, catches her breath, and Stands up facing her doom, Embracing the fact of her shaming loss.
IT phases out of the darkness and stands in front of her. ITs face centimeters from hers, IT’s body almost connecting with hers.
IT asks her: “Are you ready.”
She Replies with tears streaming down her face: “Lets get it over with.”
IT takes her face into ITs hands and Kisses her in a way no softer than than a boulder colliding with a mountain. She’s taken into ITs ecstasy. IT Lets her go and she’s Lit. There’s no going back after the first taste. IT backs away before pouncing on her Shredding what clothes she did have, all that was protecting her. Her skin Burns with every touch, her soul Blazes with every shove, and her brain goes numb as the time goes by. She Stares into ITs Empty and Ruthless eyes and knows she’s lost. IT Exhales it’s Final breath over her Skin, She feels the heat. IT looks at her In disgust, at ITs prey one last time before entering her, and disappearing. . . 

******

She opens her eyes, and can finally see. The sun is shining as she’s been walking down the street, to think 5 min ago she was arguing with her Mother. She smiles, taking in a Breath of the clean Summer air.
She coughs. . .
Looks down at her hand, and Realizes her cigarette is finished, She flicks it towards the street, and reaches for her Pocket to Light another. She thinks back at the Pleasure, and the excitement she’s been through and says to her self.

“Some things are just worth it.”

The Price of Love.

You never know what the next lesson is going to be. That's because you're not supposed to.  You have to go through a lot before figuring it out. At some point you look back at your life, you look back at the things you've done, and the choices you've made you either praise or curse yourself. But considering almost no one is a perfectionist you'll probably bag  on yourself. But mostly you wonder ... how on earth did my mind , body , and soul ever say yes to that? I caught myself thinking about it and I concluded that maybe the offer was very tempting. It appealed to my senses in a way I couldn't resist.  Perhaps its because I have never experienced anything like it before.  You see, growing up I managed to create a sustainable life for myself I was pretty guarded with high walls. But they came tumbling down as soon as I allowed that organ to beat ... he gave it life but it destroyed mine .

Another great post by an Author with a promising future in writing. a post from the heart Heart. Razan Kataya People, Remember the name.

Forever And Ever?

 

Forever. . .
What happens when you’re hooked on something that exists just as much as your reasoning skills do, at the time. We forget about Reality, or what could be, or what will be or what was, Completely blind to anything besides the present. Love is a truly phenomenal feeling, if you could call it a feeling.

How often have you seen or met different people with different ways they describe Love. The definitions are countless. Love has become a perception. A Non-existent, Bittersweet, Perception, ready to devour souls and occupy minds with endless redundant thoughts. It engraves itself deep in our psyche resulting in a people that will hurt, that could potentially break the norms and rules of society to defend this Non-existent Leech.

It is agreed on that the best thing in life is to love and be loved in return. To find joy and pleasure in Taking care of a person who finds an equal amount of pleasure and joy in taking care of you. Your perfect opposite, someone who has that piece of the puzzle you’re missing. Someone you could see becoming one person with. Someone ready to change you and be changed for the better.

But Everything has a price.
Love is an extreme word that usually doesn’t go smoothly with those who don’t understand it. The aftermath? Adultery, Mistrust, Lies, Divorces, and pure emotional pain.
If you’ve found the perfect person and you absolutely would still take a bullet for them after spending time with their best and their worst, then all that’s left is committing to this person. Passing through the hurdles life throws at you such as; Distance, trust, and having your differences etc. . .

Sometimes things go great and the sun shines everyday, other times you gotta admit when you’re beat and just let the feeling destroy you, instead of denying and trying to get it off your mind. In the end it will take you apart piece by piece until you go numb and can’t feel anymore.

Loving or being with someone is all about Back and Forth, Knowing when you’re outdone or beat, and Knowing when to talk and what to say and knowing when to share the silence and how. After all we do Adore those who ignore us, and Ignore those who adore us. The Human Nature is Peculiarly Demented .

“There’s Nothing more Interesting than a Person who Embraces Self-Demolition”

Solitude Is My Strength

Have you ever gone to a cafe, restaurant, or local pub, all alone with a book or laptop? just to go and have a good time with yourself? obviously most of the answers i got were no with a weird look. this is a cruel world where people are judgmental people are opinionated people are shallow most of my friends wouldn't be caught dead at a cafe alone reading or writing or listening to music. But why? whats wrong with that? A while ago i used to be insecure too, i would be afraid to be seen sitting alone, afraid of being called a loner or worse a loser that doesn't have friends. Sometimes i feel none of my “friends” will always be there for me they probably won’t.
But one day i was in English 102 and my teacher started talking about how she took herself out to lunch and dessert and then a book last weekend. I curiously asked her how she could do that, telling her id lose my mind if i didn't do anything all weekend, even if it was something i didn't like doing at least i wasn't alone, she replied in a way that changed me, this is more or less the exact convo :

Do you easily make a lot of friends? Are you that lovable person that people enjoy being around all the time? obviously my answer to both questions was a big fat No.
Do you know why?
no i don’t, i guess maybe i can be annoying sometimes?
no its because if you don’t like being around yourself how do you expect other people to?
i started to understand as she went on
if you can go out with yourself for a whole day, have a good time, not care about what people might say, then you've accomplished something people almost find impossible to do.


when you become your favorite person, you wont care about all those fake friends that you talk to here at the University who are gonna judge you anyway. i instantly knew she was right after that, as soon as class was over i took my laptop with me to Costa feeling paranoid that somewhere somebody was judging me, sat down, ordered a coffee and continued to work on a novel i'm working on for a satisfying 3 hours, it was the first step. There’s nothing wrong with being alone sometimes, if you’re that amazing person you claim to be then you should love it when you're alone, instead of fearing the very thought of loneliness and judging those around you.
It was major help to me and i hope it helps you to