Darkness engulfed the big room without any speck of light...

Small faint sounds of breath could be heard...

Air filled with a thick copper smell made oneself feel as though they laid upon the grave of bodies...

The thick taste of copper left a distaste to the buds of the small child who was left in the far corner of the dark den...

The small hands which should have been playing with the same age children was playing with a small creature which was now laying in its own pool of blood ...

The child whose hair as dark as the night sat quietly with soft gentle hands picked up the small creature

It was a marvellous looking white dove which should have been outside flying with its wings open but now it lay motionless with crimson fluid coming out of its wounds...

It lay in the arms of the small child who stared at the motionless creature ...

The creature was given to him by his father just a couple of minutes ago ...for a minute he had thought that his father ...no the Marquess had given him a gift finally....but he laid down the bleeding bird and left it with him in the cold dark room...

"You should have obeyed my words "

While leaving the room.The child could not understand what was happening but all he could do was recite the words inside his tiny head that were spoken by his beloved one ,the words which were devoid of warmth,the warmth he craved so much ....

He could not find it in the man ..

With gentle hands the child stroked the wound of the little creature which was squirming in pain now.

"Are you alone like me?"

"Were you abandoned Too?"

"Are you hurt too?"

The child spoke as tho the little creature understand him ...

"Would you like to be free from this pain?.."

The creature as tho it could understand with its last breath let out a small sound ...

"Coo...co..."

With a soft smile which could even melt the darkness and light up the dark the boy spoke in a soft voice

"Alright ..."

The creature now laid motionless

It was freed from its shackles that were binding it from leaving

The shackles of pain

It was free

The child with a bittersmile golden like soft eyes held a deep emotion

Envy

Envy..

Envy...

Towards the bird which was freed by him..

He had thought that the creature was just like him...but he was wrong ...

The creature could be free...while he?

Even death couldn't free him from this darkness that was churning inside him..

Oh to be freed from this

These emotions that he never wished to have

The longing for warmth

The desire for a place

But he knew that it was futile

The small black haired child got up with the small creature in his hand which was now devoid of any warmth

With his tiny feet he walked slowly towards the large door ,laying the creature infront of it he slowly backed away returning to the cold corner which he layed on

Covered in bruises

Old and new

One word echoed in the head of the tiny child

𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓸𝓫𝓮𝔂𝓮𝓭 𝓶𝔂 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓭𝓼

𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓸𝓫𝓮𝔂𝓮𝓭 𝓶𝔂 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓭𝓼

𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓸𝓫𝓮𝔂𝓮𝓭 𝓶𝔂 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓭𝓼

𝓘 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓸𝓫𝓮𝔂𝓮𝓭....

The child knew why he was being punished all the time

He knew the reason ..

He knew that he had..

Killed the Marques beloved...

His mother..