Loveless Fascinations

ng blessings. I bent my noggin and twisted my fingers for some obvious reason. Why was I shy before the one that bore me? I eased my breaths from

ed my eyelids with her soft shiv

rief from the world around us. My noiseless tears troubled my inner peace. What could be wrong this ti

iful remorseful face. “N

my feet. I watched her eyes flip ambiguous tears. She could no longer withhol

h my tiny little fingers. “M

iles floors and rolled her stiff

gged my feet from the veil of her tearful face. “Wh

ing struck. I detested this moment. The sounds of the weather drifted my shivering tiny palms from the jamb. They stuck them on the thick walls that shrouded the har

you’ll die

mute and numb. Why did she use the word ‘die’? She knew I dreaded hearing the scary word. Did she lose her compassionate considerations t

smashed my palm

nearer than

sagr

estures weakened my fate. I sensed the wro

an a thirteen-year-old kid do to save her world? I jumped to rise above the crushing powers of life but life proved stron

arm thumbs on my puffy cheeks, “l

My tongue glued to the roof of my mouth. I turned dumb. I knew what I wa

ing is the start o

s of her charms. “We’re not in church. Why the sermon?” My voice faded

ndless sorrows from the corner of my eyes. I w

not hide the pur

. I turned sweaty. My face became moist wi

pered, rubbing my moist palms together. They greased like fresh lubricants from th

forced the utterings from her raw morning mouth, repeating the same ‘sense of words’. The terror in me became legion. I flipped my

ous glittering day. What happened to her? Whom did she encounter through the night? Her mystifying sta

s gone! She left this planet before she appeared here. I grieved and screamed for salvatio

nsformed into dawn. Nevertheless, for me … The dawn was nothing but

leapt my thin legs through the corridors of ceaseles

d head and sank into my scalp. I felt my scalp with my palms and the ‘bond-sharing fluid’ caught my eyes!

. It could land me into something far from saving

back in the poo

I grabbed her blood-wet palms

your

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nish with your ambitions.” He caressed my cheeks with his skinned-leather hand in gloves. My face shivered. Would he feel the skin-tight particle on my unveiled face? What next can he do if he unmasks ‘the real me’? Who else

act facele

e my face before they die.” He chuckled. “You want to see my face?” he

” I said, “befor

spun on my swivel chair. His weight compressed the spindle and sank the casters of my treasu

lled him with a bold frown. “The

f gold.” He paced

aga

y burning braveries. Was he there when my ‘supposed-to-be bright day’ turned into ‘gloomy black night’?

n the oceans of oxyge

know she’s your sister.” I perceived

you know t

e day she left Earth.” His eyes flipped with since

isguise as innocent beings t

r you ca

letters where they belonged. – Both in my room and in my heart. My sixth sense once said; ‘he would come ba

ean?” he snarled. “I lo

onnection I never felt since life dismembered the parts th

you would repay me for w

r,” he said, “I addressed it an

illed

together, “’who killed them?’

king yo

immed your lights ahead.” He advanced towards the light switches beside the door. “Connect th

! How did he leave? Which path did he take? I roamed my eyes a

rious

ed to connect the dots. However, I found it difficult to focus on a single word. The troubles of him that consta

ead the only lines my eyes focused on. “Lov

N

again with me? I peeped through my window and saw him. He greeted me wit

nd whispered. “Ensure

ill!” he

nd shielded my mouth with my han

too

he morning my elder sister hits her worried fists on my brown

isarray. “Something’

ess bangs on my doo

’s not locked!” I dared the vengeful knocke