There he were, "oh so stunning!" they exclaim, "So brilliant! So smart!" they yelled out, and they were right mercy, that man was your typical Archangel, dozen of wings, some pearly white, others translucent and glowing.
Sighing, i looked down, there i saw my appearance in the opulent reflective flooring, a sneer of utter self loathing looked back up at me. I could hear them now.
"only 2!" They mocked.
"How old IS he? He doesn't look that young?" And they muttered.
"Is he ... A disgraced?" They whispered in disgust.
They spoke as if i wasn't there, as if my feelings accounted to nothing, but they sung the lords name to the high heavens whenever that man was about.
I wasn't born of need i was created - as most disgraced were- born of a Fallen Archangel and a siren, my mother although beautiful was of another species, belonging to the seas while my father belonged to the sky, their relationship doomed to end in tragedy.
My father was casted out of MethenTahl to suffer on land with God's other unwanted creatures. My mother young, beautiful and naive was lured onto land were my father whispered sweet promises to her, bedded her and left. she went home a harlot, pregnant and confused.
Gritting my sharp teeth, i hefted the cloth satchel closer to my body, the cloth looking just about in tatters, long void strands of hair falling over wine colored eyes - Eyes of a Fallen - hidden in fear of being seen. Gleaming brown and white wings tucked close to my back, the feathers ruffling and puffing out in stress.
Bringing my hand up i clutched my chest - The pendent, Mamá's pendant - i took a step forward, either to my death or to answers.
- THE URN FELT HEAVY -
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In a secluded forest way off, a man sat on plush emerald green grass, he leaned against a drooping Wisteria, the purple petals covered in early morning dew, petals floated through the air carried on a playful breeze, the wind tugged lightly on a cascade of black, wild, silky hair. before the beauty, a small teal pond settled, on the surface of the flickering pond sat soft pink and white lotus flowers.
leaning forward i sifted my clawed hand through the grass, with a hallow thump i lifted a pipe made of mahogany out of the tall grass.
Taking the pipe i ran my magic through it, smokey silver mist swirled around the base, i brought it to my mouth and breathed in, exhaling slivery smoke blowing out from my lips and falling heavily to the ground carpeting the grass in it's wake.
I breathed in once again then exhaled and again again and again. the heavy magic falling and spreading throughout the clearing.
Slowly the clearing filled with silvery smoke, settling on the dewy grass, the only thing left visible was the all encompassing Wisteria - When had he gotten so big? - and the teal pond with glowing lotus buds and bloomed flowers - You always were eye catching, the brightest in the room, in the building!-
Humming I brought one leg up, throwing my over it, the tip of black claws meeting earthy brown roots, my other hand stretched to full attention.
Tipping back i leaned completely against him, pointed ear's twitching from touching cold, wet, bark.
"I miss you Lu...."
Sighing i dropped the pipe and the mist stopped spreading.
"Lu, when are gonna wake up? It's so boring without you, i miss having you around"
Sighing, i chuckled lightly.
"How am i to protect you brother, if you're playing sleeping beauty!"
I heard it before i felt it, tears, my tears. Luca wasn't gonna wake up. Standing up the mist swirled and twisted with my movement.
"Luca! Im sorry! I know you him! B-but! I LOVE YOU! You're my BABY BROTHER! I can't leave you like this, i can't. Im sorry lu"
looking at the wisteria, i turned away, scrubbing my face that had to be it, it was all i had left, it was all i knew to do.
Leroy had to die... Or at the very least close to death.
"Luca, Parvus frater, venio..."
And with that another disgraced walked to either his death or the rebirth of his brother.
A lone grave stood leaned against a tree, empty and alone.
2 names were etched into the face of the grave.
'Luca and Lucius brothers forever'
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In a little village hidden in the towering mountains was a boy.
I was a bear of a man - Boy really, only 16 actually - and even then my papa was bigger, were i stood i 6'0 he was hulking at 6'6, he looked down on me on multiple occasions, with annoyance and disgust, all because i looked like my tiny black mama.
My skin like raw honey and my hair was thick twining curls that fell to the middle of my back, the only thing i got from my father was the towering height and those harsh winter gray eyes.
My dad was a doctor, helped sew up wounds for the poorer villagers, what with healers living it up in the Tower.
So when my ability awakened - dual ability, earth and water that combined - into Vitality, i was able to promote growth and health and with that i became pops #1 enemy and ma's savior, all because pa was jealous. He left mama and i to the wolves just because everything i touch gets a little stronger a little healthy, he left his wife and his kid for some uncontrollable BULLSHIT!
To bad for him i was born smart, and with smirk on my face i walk away from that tiny little village.
"Sorry mamá~ i can't sweep your grave this year little moon has to get stronger to get revenge for you!"