HazelGoddess

Audrey sat there on the ground, unmoving for what seemed like forever. She had finally gotten her trembling to stop after Byrne had left her alone and had stemmed the bleeding of her wrist. The four long, thin cuts on one side from his fingers, accompanied by a slightly deeper one on the other side from his thumb, were red and stinging, but other than that they would heal in a few weeks time. The pain wasn't what had unsettled her; she'd had worse before (a broken arm from when she had fallen out of a tree at the age of 7). It was Byrne himself that had frightened her. He had appeared to have no control of his actions and as she thought befo

     Byrne once again made his way to the engine room, preparing to steer the train towards the tower and stop in the station at the bottom level; Cole had refused to steer the train simply because he believed he was above it, so Byrne was the one who had to conduct it. But he didn't really mind, after having been experienced with them since he had taken care of..…no, he wouldn't think on that now.  He had become on edge with all the strange emotions swirling within him, and he wanted nothing more than to be alone and sort out his thoughts. That would have to wait, however, because he was still on this forsaken train with the chancellor

 Byrne carried Audrey into the train car and after locking the door behind him securely with dark magic, went to the seat opposite of where he had sat Zelda's body. He laid her down on a long cushioned bench facing up, being careful of her head, and slowly took his arms out from under her, standing to watch as she slept. Her face was peaceful now and her breathing was soft and slow, her heartbeat calm and steady. She was innocently beautiful, like a flower that had only felt warmth and love its whole life; unlike himself. He was a direct contrast to her purity and virtue. He was corrupt and dark, with a complicated past. He didn't care for th

  "I don't know who these two are, your highness. But with your permission..." Alfonzo reached his hand over and drew his sword, holding it out towards the criminals in warning, "I'd be happy to teach them some manners." He stared the two down and stood his ground.     "Nyee hee hee hee hee! How gallant! How brave! How incredibly foolhardy!" Cole taunted him and narrowed his black eyes in a challenge for a move to be made. Audrey watched with wide eyes as the scene unfolded before her, tightening her grip on the hilt of her sword and stood tense, waiting for anything to happen. Alfonzo swung his sword through the air and took hold of it wit

The train lurched forward and began to chug on its way. Alfonzo set a course for the tower, and Audrey turned to Zelda, who was seated on the cushioned bench across from her. "Why is it you wish to go to the tower of spirits your highness?" She asked again. She now really wanted to know, since the princess had been acting rather strangely about the whole thing.     "Please, call me Zelda." She said with a kind voice. Audrey nodded, "alright then, you can call me Audrey." She said back, still waiting for the blond girl to answer her question. Zelda peered out the window, watching the landscape race by with a concerned look in her eyes. "I've

The breaks screeched and the engine let out a hiss of steam as the train came to a slow halt at the dock of Castletown. Link set the emergency break and they all three exited the train and stepped onto the platform while taking a look around. The town was buzzing with life as busy people crowded the clean paved streets, going on about their day, running errands and the like. This would be the first time Link had ever been to Castletown, and he was vibrating with excitement.     "This place is huge!" He exclaimed as they moved down the steps leading off the platform. He took in all the sights and sounds and a mischievous gleam shined in his

Soft rays of sunlight poured through the windows into a humble, one bedroom house, peeking through a slim crack in the dark curtains and hitting the floor, revealing little specks of dust floating around in the air. A rooster owned by the old farmer across the street let out a proud crow, alerting the town's inhabitants of the start of a new day. A young woman who lived in the cozy house stirred in her bed, and after giving the window a rather dirty look for allowing the sunlight to enter her room uninvited, she turned back over and yanked the comforter over her head, willing the sun to sink back behind the horizon for just a few minutes long