the-domnyom by Ali Saeed (love letters to the dead .TXT) 📖

her foot so hard that his head collapsed like a rotten, disgusting melon, and said disgustingly:

 

 "androgynous"

 

She walked away, her scarlet cloak fluttering behind her. Then an eagle descended from the sky, snatched the leader's head, and soared into the clear sky.

 

Even that eagle felt pity for what the man had turned into. But he was fully aware that survival of the fittest.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 3 :Entus-1-

 

It was a spacious and breathtaking room, with soft white walls decorated with blue patterns. They looked like dozens of sparkling rivers.

An enormous crystal chandelier hangs in the middle, its magical lights shining like a dream.

And there was a king size bed below those lights.

However. The room was a complete mess, as if it had been hit by a hurricane.

 

Broken glass everywhere, timber and stationary tables, smashed perfume bottles, red bird feathers scattered everywhere, tattered scarlet pillows and curtains. Even the bed was not in the best condition.

 

There was someone on the bed.

A woman was burying her face on her remaining pillow. Her silky hair looked like a black river above the bed, her hair long enough to touch her heels. She was wearing a black dress embroidered with gold threads, and on her hands were black lace gloves. And protruding from the back of her head two horns twisted upwards.

She was from the race of Ronia.

 

 The woman sighed, as if a blazing fire was rising from her chest, and threw herself on her back.

Revealing a woman who is a sign of beauty. She had skin white as alabaster, two violet irises slit vertically like cats, and lips as thin as her eyes.

 Her sweet beauty made onlookers gasp in a mixture of shock, amazement, and admiration.

The woman was called Entus .

 

 Entus stared tiredly at the chandelier above her, and felt hatred toward her as it lit up, and shimmered, and shone upon her head, as if to mock her misery.

Entus hates everything, and wants to smash and tear everything in front of her.

Everything became bitter and tasteless in her weary eyes. Even life lost its flavor and seemed colorless, like a gloomy gray.

 

She did not remember how many times she tore her hair, scratched her face, and bit her lips until she tore them, as she sobbed and sobbed so loudly that her voice reached the sky.

Or how many times she tried to strangle herself, or kill herself.

Yet every time she tries to do so,

 

she remembers the hope that illuminates what remains of her soul, that her master, her soul, her lover, her breath, her blood, her bones, will return at any moment and she will not be there to light her eyes with his vision if she kills herself.

Entus raised her hands in the air. As if she imagines and wishes that person fall into her arms. In a voice as weak as a breeze, she said: 

-"Why? Why? Why didn't you come back? It's been a long time. Long as eternity and you haven't come back yet.. What can I do for you? Tell me, sir Whisper to me"

 

She heard only silence.

Her bed shook from her crying. She put her hands on her face, and her crying voice rose.

 

-"He killed himself for us. No. Humans killed him. they are the reason. They made him. I hate them!! they will pay the price!!I will eat their hearts. I will widow their women !! haa!!! '"

 

She lowered her arms, and leaned on her stomach, burying her face in her pillow, to complete her suffocating weeping. In an instant she cried and tore her pillow. Beautiful red feathers flew from inside.

She collapsed back on herself. Entus no longer wanted to leave her room. Except to spend some inspection tasks and then quickly return to her room and do not go out for several days.

 

Only once did she wander the earth in search of her master.. for many years she and her clan searched for her master.. they searched for him.. they searched for a glimpse of him.. for a sign from him.. for hope.. but. There was nothing.. their master vanished and left no trace. 

Then their blood ran out. Their heads were shackled, and they were filled with mad anger. And empty the outburst of madness on this land that was the cause of everything. They destroyed everything in front of them, until the country was reduced to ruin by clan power, the Vintos clan hadbecomeimmensely powerful.

But Entus . She didn't care anymore, she was as empty as a dead corpse. dead body. She burns with longing for her master.

 

"I wish I had not. I wish I had taken that damned gem and ran away with it. I wish I had thrown it away. I wish I had stopped him, even if my master had taken my life, I should have done it.

I wish my master hadn't saved me and I became dead.. Oh what a pity.. No. This is my punishment. I attacked my master, and tore his tender arms to pieces with that damned sword!"

 

And she got up from her bed.

She took a piece of the shattered mirror beneath her, stared at her own reflection, and groped her face. 

-"Oh, you've become terrifying.. you're miserable."

 

 She stared blankly at the blade of the mirror. The mirror blade shone in rainbow colors as it approached her throat. She thought for a moment about sticking it in her throat, to get relief from this pain and torment.

 

However, she threw it at her brothers, so that they wept together with the sound of wreckage.

And she went around the room, not knowing what to do. And I thought - Celine , and how she can bear it. No. She knew the difference between her feelings and those of Celine.

Celine was the only one he took care of as his real daughter, and he found her at the edge of the dark forest. next to her mother's corpse. She was a emaciated child, no more than two years old, swimming in the blood of her dead mother٨. That is why her master took care of the child and named her Celine. The clan took care of her with love. Especially Entus .

 

who took care of her like her mother, and she looks thirteen years old.

She announced several times that she would be the baby's mother. Her words made the little clan burst out laughing as they understood what they were up to Entus was a little girl at the time.

 

However, she was not the age of a human being, and she was saved by her master thirty years ago. That is, thirty years before Celine came to the clan.

 

If she did not have her master. Strong sense of hearing. Entus would have been dead in one of the rotten caves deep in the dark forest . But her master LINIAS Vintos heard the sound of her weak breathing under the piles of corpses.

 

She looked like an eleven-year-old when her master saved her. She was a emaciated child, dry as a tree branch, and she was terrified, afraid of everything.

Since then, she has never left her master, as she was afraid that he would leave her behind, and that she would return to the hell she was in. But her master was tender and sympathetic to her, as he would make her sleep in his arms. Rather, he was combing her hair and threatening her until she fell asleep. Because he knew how much terror and fear you were experiencing. Her life was ugly and cruel since she was born, and no one treated her with such kindness and tenderness. 

 

Years passed. She began to feel strange things creeping into her chest, and she did not understand any of them.

Every time she looked at her master her heart beat violently, as if it was going to explode. However. She didn't stop staring at him.

 

I stared at his golden eyes glowing under the moonlight. She caressed his thick white hair, observing his strange calm and silence. 

It was nice. It was majestic. He was strong. He was affectionate. As if he does not belong to this cruel, disgusting world. Rather, she was certain that her master had fallen from one of the two moons.

The strange thing is that she did not get tired of looking at him all night and day. Rather, she would look at him for hours on end without feeling any fatigue, but she would be happy with that for no reason. 

And when her master was gone, she kept tossing around, and could never sleep, for she could feel her chest on fire.

Then her master brought Celine, and her feelings were getting fiercer and stronger with each time and year.

It was then that she told Rivera what was going on in her chest. But she did not understand why Rivera laughed , saying to her: Do you have a talent for smashing rocks ? And after Rivera was full of laughter. I told her what she really felt. Those were the words. Like a play button that explodes her feelings in her hollow.

And the young girl became in love with her master with a love that knows no bounds. And from that moment. She felt that she was no longer a little girl but a woman in love.

 The years passed, and Entus , the little girl, became a charming woman who caught all eyes

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-"It hurts!. It hurts!. It hurts!. A burning fire in my chest!!. My heart is boiling and riven!!..Ah!!..My body is inflamed. It burns. It screams to see my beloved!!"

And began to wail in agony.

 Her hands smashed everything she sees. tables. Curtains. Chairs. Then I jumped on the bed and tore the sheet. In her madness, she took the remains of a broken chair, and smashed the chandelier until crystals scattered like rain. She gritted her teeth as she lifted the enormous bed over her head, and almost threw it to the ground, smashing it. However, she froze when she saw Sirius standing in front of her.

 

The outburst of madness ended in an instant as Entus used magic, the bed floated in the air and quietly landed on the ground.

Entus sat on the edge of the bed like a doll. However. She moved her eyes in circles, ignoring the man's presence, as if doing so would make the man go on his way.

 

But Sirius. He was looking at her without making a single movement. Out of her eyes, she looked at him and said:

"I was cleaning the room."

The man did not say anything, and kept staring at her with his sullen face. As if his face could not express any movement except stagnation. 

"I've been cleaning up.. I don't like her look anymore, that's why..."

He interrupted her in a soft, gentle voice:

"Do I look like an idiot to you, Entus " ? It just looks scary. But she could not say those words, and looked at her fingers in silence.

Then she turned to him and said gloomily:

"Is there anything new ?" The man murmured succinctly: 

-" There are many things" Entus looked at him suspiciously and said:

"You know what I mean."

 

Sirius looked young and handsome. He was dressed in a white suit, adorned with beautifully intricate crimson threads.

  He wore a lace bow tie the color of his shoes, and had short white hair, the ends of which were crimson