"Cael nodded slowly. âYou like to fight.â
I shook my head walking through the trees. âNo, I like to be respected.â
âYou donât have to fight to be respected.â
I turned and looked up at Cael. âYeah, in a perfect world I wouldnât have too, but I am a woman in a manâs world and the only thing most men respect is violence.â"
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Oh I cried for himâŚ. I cried because he couldnât see how wonderful he really was or how much I loved him. How worthy of life he was⌠I also cried because he was never going to know happiness or the gentle kiss of a woman in the morning as he left for work. He was never going to know the sound of his childâs laughter or the warmth of a body sleeping beside him. He was never going to know true love in itâs rawest form and that broke my heart more than he ever did.
-Amara "As the Moon Falls"
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"Maybe we loved each other in another life and it broke our hearts so much that the fates couldn't watch that again so that is why it never works out in this life. The fates just couldn't bear to see us so broken , so against the rules they broke their own oath to not meddle and they prevented us from inadvertently hurting each other. Fire and air just couldn't exist together in a way that wouldn't burn the world to ash around them. We must be self contained so we don't burn the world as we once had, and even though it hurts now, one day it will be nothing more than a dull throb in the back of a memory that can be smiled upon."
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" Loving you was the sweetest poison I ever wanted, letting you go was the most bitter, foul remedy I had ever forced down my throat."
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"I looked at the man in front of me. The width of his nose, the angle of his lips, slope of his throat, and how his beard grew across his cheek bones and down his face. I looked at the man who had loved me for so long but then wondered if he knew. Did he know the animal I had become? This angry, snarling beast who wished to lash out at with fang and claws at those who opposed her. Would he love me when he saw me unfurl myself from that quiet slumber and awaken as the true animal I was inside. Would my power, my dominance scare the masculine pride or would he embrace my eagerness? Only time would tell as that was one of life's certainties: the truth eventually comes out."
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"Who do you tell when your heart is broken? When its broken and there are no words to fix it. Who do you tell about the anger and sadness that has shattered you in ways that no woman is supposed to break? How do you describe the betrayal of your own body? A body that is barren, incapable of bringing life forward. Lacking the basic natural femininity. So who do you tell when you want to escape yourself? To shuck off this mortal body and slip into the peaceful back waters of the ethereal sea. How do tell someone you no longer wish to be you."
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I am chaos. Everything he wasn't. Everything he couldn't be I am: the bubbling of a simmering pot, the undertow of a calm lake, the rumble of thunder on a clear and dark sky. He is law and order. I am judge and jury. Two halves of a very different coin that waw hammered together by destiny. Forged in the hottest parts of tribulations. i brought noise and color to his colorblind world and return he turned down some of the static of my life so the picture is in focus.
-Amara- As the moon falls
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The cries went right through me like nothing else hadâŚ. It struck a raw, primitive nerve in me that set my teeth on edge. I want nothing more than to hold , rock, and sooth those neonatal cries but i couldnâtâŚ. Not my baby as much as it pained me.
âSo when are you gonna have one?â the fatherly pride beemed from my brotherâs eyes.
I shrugged. âNeverâŚâ i looked at the small bundle that was fussing and those words cut through me like a red hot blade.
âYou will one dayâŚ. You will see that they arnt as breakable as you think.â
I nodded knowing he misundertood me. They all misunderstood meâŚ.. I was never going to have children. I couldnâtâŚ.. My own body had betrayed me with this diseaseâŚ. This infertility⌠This lonelinessâŚ. This hell.
I stab of jealously went through me as i watched them but them i softened at the sight of his big blue eyes. I walked away with tears in my eyes.
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âI donât have a home.â He shrugged as if this was nothing new to him; his dark brown eyes gittered with lost tears that had found their way out of his porcupine of a heart and when his eyes settled on me I knew what he was askingâŚ.âIâm lostâŚtake me home.â
Did I really need to bring him home? It wasnât like me to bring anything strange home⌠atleast anything not furry and without a tailâŚ. and he deffinatly didnât have any fur and tail. I exhaled......
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My heart ached for the love I was never going to get from his imprisoned heart, so shrouded in mistrust and anger there was no room for anyone elseâŚ.. The love I so desired from him was not to be confused with the sex I knew I could have at a momentâs notice.
As the Moon Falls.
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He was never going to know true love in itâs rawest form and that broke my heart more than he ever did.
Amara- As the Moon Falls
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I picked myself up off the tile but only managed to slip in the red puddles and fall face first back on the floor. The room started to spin and I wondered how I got here. Not on the tile but bleeding on the tileâŚ.. Where did a i take a left and should have taken a right? Where did I say no instead of yes? How did I end up here cold and alone on the bathroom floor⌠Did they know i was missing? Do they care? Do I even care?
I put my head back on the cold tile of the hotel bathroom and stayed still as my eye drifted closed. I never even fought off the demons that started to move around. They wouldnât get much anywaysâŚ.. Nothing much left of my ratty old soul. After all it just was a freckle under his eye nowâŚ. Just like meâŚ.. A freckle on lifeâs browâŚ
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I love him. In all the worst of ways I love him... Or is it loved? No.... Love. Loved would imply the love passed and it hasn't. It never will. That is what makes it love. The worst kind of love.
The kind of love that makes you scream, yell, cry and die a thousand times a day..... The real kind of love but this isn't about the kind of love I have. It's about the kind of love we have....
I look at him like the sun was set upon his shoulders and his half smile couldn't shine any brighter. I loved, no love, the slope of his shoulders and his dark eyes and then he spoke.
He spoke of her and how sweet and kind she is.... And in that moment I wondered how he spoke of me to others.
Suddenly the room starts to spin and I rest my head against my pillow realizing he doesn't even mention my name. As far as anyone knows in his life, I don't exist..... And what kind of love is this? The real kind.... The kind people try to down play because it is just to painful to comprehend.... The kind poets write about and stories are told.... The real, broken, sweetly bitter love.....
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A lot of people have to find themselves after a break up because they lose their sense of self...... Truth be told I didn't lose myself when I became single, i found myself..... I was so caught up in wondering what was wrong with me BC things weren't working out that I lost myself and when I found out that it wasn't my fault is when I found enough respect for myself to let it go..... I know i talk like a sailor and i don't have a filter..... I have tattoos, and piercings.... But I'm comfortable with that. I am a puzzle piece that was put in the wrong box, I don't fit in this picture but that's OK because without me another picture is incomplete and they are our there searching for me. :) don't give up, you belong, maybe not here but in another box....
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He looked down at the small blue bundles. âBoys?â He asked and I shook my head.
âA boy and a girl. They didnât have a pink blanket.â
He shrugged. âShe will be a fierce little one.â For a moment he stood still in awe. How such a little bundle could be so powerful I would never know until those little hands wrapped around my thumb. He smiled at me and I laid my head back on the pillow. âAny fangs yet?â He teased.
I rolled my eyes. âBetter not or you can feed them.â
His eyes went dark and he studied me for a moment before gently kissing my forehead. âI am so sorry.â He whispered as tears came to my eyes.
â I am too.â I turned my face into his neck. â I am tooâŚ..â A baby cooed. I turned to which infant made a sound but both were sleeping. He must have seen the look on my face.
âIâm sorry I thought one of them cooed.â
âNo itâs okâŚ. The doctor says itâs normal to hear the babyâŚâŚ Even afterâŚâ
I sighedâŚ.. âHe never even had a chanceâŚ.â
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âI know none of this makes any sense and Iâm sorry. Please know that I love you and in the next life i swear I will find you, I will make things rightâŚ. We will pick our kinds up from school, drink jack out of the bottle and I will serenade you with terrible karaokeâŚ. But not in this lifeâŚ.. No nowâŚ.. They have me and I wonât let them get you.â I said stepping off the ledge as bane lunged himself toward me. The rope burned my neck as it tightened and then blacknessâŚ..
âAs the Moon Falls
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She looked at me with wild eyes, the whites showing; her face was pale and she trembled.
âI canât seen themâŚ.. Bane I canât see them.â She clung to my shirt riddled with terror unknown to me. âThey took them away. Now I canât see them.â
I lifted her face to mine examining her teal colored eyes. Her eyes tracked mine perfectly, seeing. âYour eyes are fine sweet little Violet, you can see just fine.â
âNo, Bane. No I canât.â She sobbed clinging to me. â I canât see them.â
âWho-â I started before a shadow moved out of the darkness of the corner of the room.
âMe. She canât see me.â The man stepped into the light and I took a step back growling pulling her behind me.
âBane is he there?â She asked me drying her eyes.
He moved closer his long pointed yellow nails reaching out touching her unkept blonde hair. â Oh little one I never left youâŚ..â My teeth snapped together with a loud clack.
âItâs ok. He wont hurt meâŚ.. itâs ok.â
I stood there and looked at the man in front of her. Slim, medium build, dark hair just like an ordinary man if I hadnât I glanced twice and saw how pale his skin wasâŚ. Yellow nails came to an end with sharp point. He had a small taunt mouth and his lips were dry and cracked. His eyes were solid black and they made even me shake inwardly.
â Violet he isâŚ.â I couldnât finish
âYes Bane I amâŚ.. I am a demon.â He looked down at Violet. â She looks just like her mother doesnât she?â He gently patted her blond curls.
âYou knew her?â I asked him my throat tightening. The demon nodded.
âShe could see us tooâŚ.. And so could little VioletâŚ..â He sounded sad almost.
I looked down at the little girl. âWhat did they do to her?â I asked him.
âAnd they call me a monster. Sweet little thing canât see us coming now. â His black eyes met mine and I caught a chill. A woosh later and he was goneâŚ.
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