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Blood and Magic: Chapter TenChapter 10: Race Against The Clock
Matthew was relieved to finally know this girl’s name, Maedaeyn. It was a pretty name. But why did she seem so sad? And who were the Mogul?
“Listen, Maedaeyn—I have no clue who the Mogul are. All I know is I got roped into this. I got taken by this group—a group called the Taguel. Well, they told me to steal the diamonds, and if I didn’t, they’d kill my family. And, and know? I didn’t get the diamonds. My family’s in danger.”
Matthew turned away from Maedaeyn, biting his lip. He had hated the way his voice would always crack and break when he was upset.
His powers, they had always been a curse for him rather than a miracle. All his distant family outside of his parents and his sister thought he was a monster. When he was 5, he had killed a squirrel by choking it to death when his picture got blown away in the breeze. He had thought the squirrel had taken it and ran after it, his little ha
Blood and Magic: Chapter EightChapter 8: Escape
Matthew had no clue what had really happened.
A strange girl had shown up and held a knife to his neck, telling him only she was there to kill him. He was scared out of his mind. She not only knew his name, but knew of his abilities. She was beautiful—by his standards, at least. He knew some people who would think she’s horrifyingly ugly.
When he had first gotten a glimpse of her, he was shocked that a small, young girl like her would be an assassin. Her bronze hair streaked with gold shone in the light, braided down her back with silver-blue-grey eyes that held so many emotions it was confusing.
Now they sat outside of the burning jeweler’s, the diamonds lost in the flames and heat. Somehow, Matthew’s assassin had ended up on his lap, the boy holding onto her like a lifeline.
Finally, he pushed her off his lap and jumped to his feet, raising a hand as his black hat tumbled off his chocolate brown curly mess of hair. Sure, he was happ
[PA] Goodbye Letters (Remy)"Don't be a grump, Lazlo!" Remy laughed as she entered her dorm, her older brother behind her.
As she reached her bed, though, her smile faded. There on her pillow lay a piece of paper folded like a letter. Scrawled out in careful cursive was her name, Remy Blue. The blonde carefully took the paper and unfolded it with shaky hands. She slowly read over it, letting out a shaky breath.
"What? I... No... what?" Remy whispered, her expression one that she was horrified.
"What is it, Rems?" Lazlo asked, moving to stand behind Remy to read the letter.
I am calling you home from your Academy. There is an Academy for young singers in Columbus recruiting students, leaving soon to return to West Virginia, where the Academy itself is. I've shown them videos of your singing, and they're offering a scholarship. However, they are leaving in a week and I do not want you to miss this chance. Pack up and say your goodbyes. John and I will be there Friday.
Lazlo was absolu
Blood and Magic: Chapter SixChapter 6: Crime Isn’t A Good Game
Matthew gave a shiver in the dark of night, pulling his black coat tighter around his arms. He brushed his deep brown hair out of his face, slipping on a black hat and tucking his hair under it. His sparkling jade-green eyes had a look of utter fear, and the golden flecks shined in the moon light. Matthew walked quickly to the jeweler store, his heart thumping in his chest so hard he was sure the people around him could hear it.
Matthew ducked into the store, pulling his hat lower and approaching the counter. He glanced down through the glass, spotting four of the diamonds in the collection the Taguel wanted him to steal.
The Taguel. The ones that had threatened his family’s lives. He knew they would kill them if he didn’t do what they wanted.
His mom. Dad. Sister.
All at risk if he couldn’t perform this silly little task.
He could feel the small, silver revolver pressing against his back, hidden by his coat, tucked i
Blood and Magic: Chapter FourChapter Four: Unsure of the Job
Matthew nodded and followed the suited man, his black hair with silver streaks shining in the moonlight.
The unnamed man led Matthew down the opposite side of the hill, arriving at a small hut, with a dim light flickering in the only window. He led Matthew inside and down the immediate staircase, a spiral one than was dimly lit with rough, uneven steps.
Finally the old stone stairs opened up to a bright, well-lit, grand room with beautiful tapestries hanging from the walls that glimmered in the light and shook gently in the strange breeze.
The two men walked quickly through the room, and although Matthew had been in the room before, every time it seemed to surprise him. The suited man led Matthew to a smaller room, this time with crowds on each side of the room behind glass. Sitting behind a huge desk sat a pale, bald man with beady red eyes, a large, crooked nose, and razor sharp teeth that looked like he had carved them with a knife, all unev
The Parlour IncidentOne day in July, I believe it was, I found myself sitting with several acquaintances in Christopher's parlour. It was one of those deliciously lazy afternoons which only the summer in her full glory can bring. The room had a wan, listless light to it, relaxing the other guests and myself as we languidly chatted over tea and crumpets. The air was also sluggishly heavy, dulling the senses to a slowly-blended calm engendered by the heat of St. Othniel's southerly climate.
At length, after much stimulating conversation, Christopher stood, producing a book of sheet music.
"What do you all say to a bit of music?" he asked.
"Certainly," I answered.
"Oh yes, please do darling!" Tabitha exclaimed, "he's quite the maestro."
Christopher laughed, shaking his head.
"Now, now love, I'd not go that far."
He strode over to the piano as the other guests urged him on. Ida entered the room bearing a merrily steaming teapot and more crumpets.
"More tea sirs?" she inquired, shooting sideways glances at her
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