Sweet Submission

Soon you’ll realize that happenstance is a greater part of destiny."Wear your mask." Yulian smiled wryly. I bent my head to the side; bewildered to his request. I had no idea what he was talking about. "There," he said pointing to my hand.I opened the clutch bag Venecia had given me before we left Crestwood Manor. Inside was indeed a mask, a beautiful Colombina with black crested jewels matching the color of my dress. "It's stunning," I beamed admiring the piece of ornament that glinted over the moon creating kaleido shapes.

Last Updated : 2020-08-30

Secrets are the daggers we give to others.Two hours. It had been two grueling hours but I haven't uttered a single word to Yulian. I was still flustered from our previous endeavor, if you could call it like that; I wasn't really sure what had happened--to me at the very least. It was more of an impulse than anything else. I acted out of instinct that I hadn't thought of the repercussions of my undoing. I was new to all this; was I doing it wrong? I really had no idea. It was easy to describe myself as an idiot and shameless.

Last Updated : 2020-08-23

Reality is your dream becoming a nightmare. "Don't just suck! Play with the darn thing. Give it some love. Feelings! Emotions! That face, fix it right this moment, show that you're enjoying! My child, how would you please young master with that kind of stoic face?" My teacher's sultry voice seeped through my skin and though I was accustomed to the nature of my lessons, I was still reluctant to do anything she says. I never had approved in doing them, they were all laid upon me without my permission. And I just blindly followed to their will like a good servant dog. It was always the easiest way around not to retaliate.

Last Updated : 2020-08-20

Danger is almost always invisible to your eyes, like the devil hiding behind the shadows of the apple tree. "What if I don't want to sign?" I asked in a tepid voice. I was growing afraid of the situation in front of me. It was far from what I was expecting and it slowly planted a seed of doubt for the training I had undergone. What if I fail? Though, pain and torture were included in my unusual upbringing there was some weird inclining in the pieces of paper in my hands. The words that were mystically encrypted in it, seemingly like a glowing warning in my very own eyes. And, afraid I was but I got no choice other than to fall with the obvious trap.

Last Updated : 2020-08-19