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11-09-2013, 10:45 PM
“Legend has it that demons would be banished, should they ever leave their birthplaces. Demon sparkles were reserved in treasure chests for the upcoming kings. Building human facades with stolen demon sparkles would lead to critical sanctions.”
Clare’s eyelids were glued together for her body was immobilized. Her heart caught an incurable cold from the loss of love. And that had frozen her heart to a lifeless chunk of ice. It was incurable and the ice spread through her soul, shattering her lifeline. She had spent her last few breaths drowning in her thoughts about her love, Yamuna. It felt like a moment ago when her mind sighted his lovable face. He had died oblivious to her love for him.
Clare could still visualise Yamuna as dead as a doornail, floating in the blood-stained river. His head was dying the river bright red and cold tears welled up inside her as she found the very thought. However, that had been Yamuna’s intention. He cracked his head open and rolled into the Angel River, demanding that his blood be combined with Riverine’s spirits. Without Riverine, he had nothing to live for – he just wanted to die with her. Yamuna had loved Riverine to no end. He was shocked and heartbroken when he arrived at the site, in time to see Riverine melting into the river, after consecutive strokes of lightning.
Riverine had nonetheless hoped Yamuna did not see what was bound to happen. She ran into hiding for a reason. She had to. Everything was falling apart. Yamuna ran away from his favourite course from school without a second thought, and spied her wherever she went. He had loved her so much that his vision is glued to her eyes. He imagined a romantic date down at a river every time he looks into her mysterious eyes. But for Riverine, she just couldn’t love him. She had never fallen in love whatsoever. She just couldn’t fall in love, for reasons no human would ever know.
Yamuna found Riverine to be the most stunning girl he ever met. The word beautiful soon lost its meanings when he met her dreamy eyes. She was almost too glamorous to be true. He drowned in her beauty whenever he set his eyes on her – which was practically every moment. Clare had been in howling tears whenever she saw Yamuna around Riverine, and realized her love was hopeless. It was a disaster when Yamuna confronted Clare about why Riverine rejected him, when he begged for love. All those times Clare had been too ashamed to fess up her love for Yamuna.
Riverine had felt Clare’s loving eyes every time they were around Yamuna. She had fallen in love with him at first sight. Yamuna’s fruity voice was impossible to ignore, and his hair was unremarkable. She felt the loving flame burning inside her every word that swam out of his mouth.
Yamuna had nevertheless bequeathed his love to Riverine long before Clare had met him. The tragedy was, Yamuna had begged Riverine for love, right in front of Clare’s loving eyes. Her eyes filled with tears, and she ran away from Riverine and Yamuna in anger and jealously.
Riverine and Clare had been perfect friends before Yamuna showed his first appearance. However, Yamuna had spied on them for months before he found the guts to fess up his love. Clare had been oblivious to Yamuna’s existence but Riverine had seen it all.
“Legend has it that demon-made facades are so glamorously beautiful that they attract human love at first sight. No human can ever forget them, even after years. Despite a human’s blinding love for a demon, a demon would never love them back. They did not have hearts. It would lead to broken hearts and disturbance in the human race. That’s why the Demon God gives three consecutive strikes of lightning to demons in the human world, sending them into lifeless forms.”
I had challenged myself to writing a story in reverse. I am not sure if the effect worked, therefore, could you please tell me who you thought the demon was? Also, feel free to state any comments you may have, whether they be positive or negative. It would be greatly appreciated if you could please tell me how I can improve the story. Thank you very much for reading and I shall be looking forward to your replies!
Clare’s eyelids were glued together for her body was immobilized. Her heart caught an incurable cold from the loss of love. And that had frozen her heart to a lifeless chunk of ice. It was incurable and the ice spread through her soul, shattering her lifeline. She had spent her last few breaths drowning in her thoughts about her love, Yamuna. It felt like a moment ago when her mind sighted his lovable face. He had died oblivious to her love for him.
Clare could still visualise Yamuna as dead as a doornail, floating in the blood-stained river. His head was dying the river bright red and cold tears welled up inside her as she found the very thought. However, that had been Yamuna’s intention. He cracked his head open and rolled into the Angel River, demanding that his blood be combined with Riverine’s spirits. Without Riverine, he had nothing to live for – he just wanted to die with her. Yamuna had loved Riverine to no end. He was shocked and heartbroken when he arrived at the site, in time to see Riverine melting into the river, after consecutive strokes of lightning.
Riverine had nonetheless hoped Yamuna did not see what was bound to happen. She ran into hiding for a reason. She had to. Everything was falling apart. Yamuna ran away from his favourite course from school without a second thought, and spied her wherever she went. He had loved her so much that his vision is glued to her eyes. He imagined a romantic date down at a river every time he looks into her mysterious eyes. But for Riverine, she just couldn’t love him. She had never fallen in love whatsoever. She just couldn’t fall in love, for reasons no human would ever know.
Yamuna found Riverine to be the most stunning girl he ever met. The word beautiful soon lost its meanings when he met her dreamy eyes. She was almost too glamorous to be true. He drowned in her beauty whenever he set his eyes on her – which was practically every moment. Clare had been in howling tears whenever she saw Yamuna around Riverine, and realized her love was hopeless. It was a disaster when Yamuna confronted Clare about why Riverine rejected him, when he begged for love. All those times Clare had been too ashamed to fess up her love for Yamuna.
Riverine had felt Clare’s loving eyes every time they were around Yamuna. She had fallen in love with him at first sight. Yamuna’s fruity voice was impossible to ignore, and his hair was unremarkable. She felt the loving flame burning inside her every word that swam out of his mouth.
Yamuna had nevertheless bequeathed his love to Riverine long before Clare had met him. The tragedy was, Yamuna had begged Riverine for love, right in front of Clare’s loving eyes. Her eyes filled with tears, and she ran away from Riverine and Yamuna in anger and jealously.
Riverine and Clare had been perfect friends before Yamuna showed his first appearance. However, Yamuna had spied on them for months before he found the guts to fess up his love. Clare had been oblivious to Yamuna’s existence but Riverine had seen it all.
“Legend has it that demon-made facades are so glamorously beautiful that they attract human love at first sight. No human can ever forget them, even after years. Despite a human’s blinding love for a demon, a demon would never love them back. They did not have hearts. It would lead to broken hearts and disturbance in the human race. That’s why the Demon God gives three consecutive strikes of lightning to demons in the human world, sending them into lifeless forms.”
I had challenged myself to writing a story in reverse. I am not sure if the effect worked, therefore, could you please tell me who you thought the demon was? Also, feel free to state any comments you may have, whether they be positive or negative. It would be greatly appreciated if you could please tell me how I can improve the story. Thank you very much for reading and I shall be looking forward to your replies!