Scarred Love (Page Eight)
I gently felt the part of my head she had bandaged, it wasn't as big as I'd thought, she said it was just the blood that made it seem so bad, she'd gone into the centre of town to diliver a letter to be brought to her husband who was off in paris for...
Scarred Love (Page Seven)
"Don't worry, they are gone." I said glancing around the room and didn't see the older guy either, and I didn't hear anything, so he had most likely left when his friend went running, Alvara dropped the candlestick and came down the stairs. "Are you...
Scarred Love (Page Six)
A pain filled groan slipped through my lips, my hand came up to rub my head where it hit the ground, the wound from earlier when I knocked myself out of the bed hurt already, this just made it worse. Remembering the intruder, I quickly leaped to my...
Scarred Love (Page Five)
"Sorana!" A whispered shout rang close to my ear, making me jump awake and roll off the side of the bed in my panic, quickly untangling myself, I sat up and rubbed my head where it connected with the floor. "What?" I whispered, eyeing my cousin....
Scarred Love (Page Four)
It was night fall by the time I made it to my destination, I'd stopped and hid in an shed to sleep for a few hours, and by the time I awoke it was already getting dark, but it was well worth it, I smiled at my cousin, and thanked her again for the...
Scarred Love (Page Three)
It had gotten to be afternoon by the time I found the road, and began walking on it about half an hour ago, it was tiring, I was tired and wanted to rest dreadfully, but I knew I had to move forward. "Keep going." I encouraged myself pathetically. But...
Scarred Love (Page Two)
A gunshot awoke me, I bolted from my bed and jumped up, nearly falling with my blankets tangled around my feet, kicking it off and grabbing the knife I kept under the mattress, I flung myself from the room and quickly swung open the door, running...
Scarred Love
I sat upon a cut down tree, it's bark had rot long ago, pieces started to fall away onto the damp grass as I ran my thin pale, bloodied, fingers across the surface, I stood up and walked steadily to the door of my cabin, it was old and worn, the roof...