Dear Sanna,

I am so sorry...

Hastily I put the letter on our wooden brown table after writing what I knew I needed to. I didn’t want to leave her, but I knew that I must. Or else she is the only thing that will end up destroyed.

I hadn’t meant to fall for her. It was supposed to be a game. A game that involved making a mortal girl fall in love with me, and then viciously stealing her soul and de...

Slowly I begin to creep amongst the leaves, awaiting the beast that I shall soon slay. If I manage to listen enough and focus then I can her it’s malicious breathe pierce the air. It, like all the others, has to be destroyed...

2 years ago in 2045 the oceans and waters were drained, so that they would become drinkable. We all rejoiced at having conquered what our ancestors feared: The deep murky ...

I should have known that he wasn’t okay, during the last few days his head had begun to shake, as it always does when he is anxious. Yet I ignored it.

For a reason that I am not yet ready to admit to myself, as I know that if it is to be the truth then my heart will shatter. So now I wander down the dark, isolated hallways of Halfboonsmanor, hoping for a lie.

As my feet scrape against the ancien...

The willow tree whispered in my ear, it’s breathe brushing against me,

so calm and peaceful,

as it shed its final tear.

I pondered on what to do,

Should I run, or should I cry,

I wondered and wondered on what was best to do.

Before I knew it tears were sliding down my cheek,

And no matter what I tried to think,

I never stopped feeling so empty and so week.

If only we had know better,

If only ...

Her hand grasps tightly on mine and I hear the trumpets music echo all throughout the town.

I had to hold on tighter, I thought, and so I gripped her hand so hard that it would most likely leave a burn for later.

‘Ivy....’ She says calmly towards me, and I loosen my grip.

‘I am to be married.’ I speak, while Ivy tears form from my eyes and freeze when they reach my cheek.

‘Oh....’ I hear her whisp...

Her hand grasps tightly on mine and I hear the trumpets music echo all throughout the town.

I had to hold on tighter, I thought, and so I gripped her hand so hard that it would most likely leave a burn for later.

‘Ivy....’ She says calmly towards me, and I loosen my grip.

‘I am to be married.’ I speak, while Ivy tears form from my eyes and freeze when they reach my cheek.

‘Oh....’ I hear her whisp...

1845

I cautiously lay the blood red wreath on the grave, as burning hot tears escape my now dead and cold eyes. Dad how could you leave me? I think silently as John lays another newly made wreath on my fathers grave, before hugging me softly.

Yet I’m not crying anymore, for I know What I must do, what Dad would want me to do.

So I stride away, my head pointed high, as I must be...

I stumbled, the grass beneath me swished at my ripped dress, and I fell. My heart was drumming a heavy beat against my chest and my mind was running laps around me. What have I done?

The violating voice inside my head spat at me, whilst I was clumsily trying to raise my body from the ground.

They will come for me, I knew. I also knew that they would find me soon enough, and that every single gasp ...