

My Dearest Defender: Chapter 2So what are we going to do, brother? She asked, looking up to me with needy eyes.My Dearest Defender: Chapter 2
I have other duties to attend to, sister. I informed her, unsure of what to do. I cannot have you with me all day, so I shall leave you in the care of a Blessed Teacher.
A promise is a promise, brother. She informed me in a low, perturbed whisper as I escorted her.
This was a promise made without my consent. I sighed, reluctant to continue.
Are you sure this is the right one, Zerachiel? She asked that doll that constantly clung to her.


My Dearest Defender: Chapter 1I awoke in the dead of night to find myself caked with sweat, heart pulsating rapidly as I deeply inhaled and exhaled as if I had just been within the heat of battle.My Dearest Defender: Chapter 1
No, I was in a fight, a fight that echoed of the very fires of Hell itself
Calming my breathing, I lifted myself out of bed, eyes adjusting to the dim light of my chambers. In the midst of the darkness a lone candle desperately scratched away at the darkness, its life near end as the tiny flame threatened to drown in a pool of wax.
The bodies were still moving, no matter how much I worked my blade they continued to advance,


My Dearest Defender: Chapter 0Brother, where are you ? She whispered to the wind, letting it carry her words to whom she missed the most.My Dearest Defender: Chapter 0
In the twilight of the early morning she sat cold and huddled, alone and forsaken. With every beat of her heart she gently wept, holding herself tightly as she waited. Her frail frame held no heat in this hellish winter wonderland, snow falling silently all around her, her only companion the icy sting of cold air that every inhale brought.
That deathly embrace yearning for her to sleep, to join in endless peace, eternally nagging at what parts of her body were no long you
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]Schadenfreude ist die schönste Freude (denn sie kommt von Herzen)[
Welcome to the extensive family of DA ^.^
~wolfer-2
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It matters not how strait tha gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
~William Ernest Henley
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