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CALLIBRA: THE CURSED EYE OF ARAK * CHAPTER SEVENTY-FIVE
TOWER OF LIVÁDIAVARIAS’ POV After sisters Katerina ordered me to bed, I only pretended to have fallen asleep when she passed by my door and checked on me. As soon as she walks pass. I stand to my feet and I sneak out of the inner gate to see Iasias. When I reach the dungeon, I open the gate cautiously to avoid another ear from hearing it.IASIAS’ POV I'm in deep pain. My broken thumbs and my bleeding wrists won't let me find some sleep. The cuffs keep pushing against the cut and it causes me to lose more blood. It is quiet, so I can listen to every drop that touches the floor. The door opens and I see a shadowy figure approaching me. It is her, she lights a torch and holds it in her left hand.“You are ok!” I mutter, baffled but glad. “You seem glad, why?” She asks.“You could have ran,” she says to me.“The castle is still under a cloak,” I reply.“You could have used my own knife against me, but you didn't. Why?” She asks.“I’m not a killer. I don't pl
CALLIBRA: THE CURSED EYE OF ARAK * CHAPTER SEVENTY-SIX
DWELLERS OF THE EASTDAHLIA’S POVWe watch a red fog rise to the moon. This is a sign. A sign that shows that the fall is near now more than ever. “It is time. Time to journey across the lands to seize our birthrights from the witches of Livádia. The fall has almost come, we rise!” Elena declares.“Let the air that fills my long be not poison, let the breaths of the trees which raised us be our torch,” we all declare, and we move. Livádia is far north of the grasslands, and it will take us at least to nights to reach. .We begin our journey even though it is night. Neither the wild beasts nor the shadows can cross our paths. TOWER OF LIVÁDIAIASIAS’ POV I'm still sitting in the dungeon with Varia sitting beside me. Both leaning on the wall behind us. My knees are raised, her legs are straightened. We can't seem to find a way to tell each other about everything that has happened in our lives in one night. We clearly don't know anything a
CALLIBRA: THE CURSED EYE OF ARAK *CHAPTER SEVENTY-SEVEN
ISLE OF AZARIASIAS’ POVMy eyes meet the moon. I takes me moments before realizing that the can't be a moon in a dungeon. The realization of this makes me realize that I'm no longer in the dungeon. I recall the argument I had with Varia. I recall the part where I began to lose my consciousness. I'm weak, it seems like the spell Varia cast on me has side effects. I can't even move my legs without yawning, as though I had been working on the fields. The dungeon is not the only place I'm no longer in, I'm also no longer in Livádia.The ground surrounding me is wet, I don't think the wetness is caused by rain. Its moisture makes it stick to my body. I smell something, I smell a Blosae: A flower which can only grow on an island. I have not been on an island before, but I have seen it before when my mother used to work for the witches in the garden. They had only one of it, and it took them years of nursing it before it grew successful as the climate was not
CALLIBRA: THE CURSED EYE OF ARAK *CHAPTER SEVENTY-EIGHT
TOWER OF LIVÁDIAKATERINA’S POV It's morning, I just got up from bed and I haven't even looked into the mirror. I haven't been taken care of myself lately as a woman bearing a child in her stomach should. I stand with my loose garment in front of the mirror and I place my hand gently on my stomach and I sigh. I reach for the wooden cup which contains water from last night, resting on the table and I gulp down the water in it. The cup slips off my hand as the door flings open and I'm startled. It is Varia. She has a fierce look on her face and she seem like she has a lot in her heart to pour out. She has not spoken a word ever since she entered, she has only been glaring at me. “You know, there is a door before a room for a reason,” I say to her, turning back to the mirror —still placing my hand on my stomach. “That wouldn't be your door if Nika was here. Why are you taking everything away from her?” She asks.“That was harsh young lady. Me taking over Nika’s r
CALLIBRA: THE CURSED EYE OF ARAK * CHAPTER SEVENTY-NINE
ISLE OF AGAR The smell of alcohol is what brought me back to consciousness. I open my eyes and I smack my head to resist the headache. Sunlight smites my eyes and I quickly shield them from from its intensity. I try to get up but I can't, instead I roll down the tiny bed I found myself lying on. I groan as I drop heavily to the floor. I lie on my back and my eyes wander the whole room. It is small, there's a red carpet at its center, a rocking chair backing the wall opposite me, several cloaks hanging on an iron rod, a mahogany stool and a ragged curtain at its door. I manage to get up and I trudge towards the door cautiously. My hand sweeps the curtain and I step out of the room. There's an old man by the fire just in front of the room. There's a black pot hanging above the the fire, I peep and I see that there's a liquid bubbling in the pot, the smell of alcohol is strongest in this region so I believe the liquid in the pot is the source of the smell
CALLIBRA: THE CURSED EYE OF ARAK *CHAPTER EIGHTY
TOWER OF LIVÁDIAKATERINA'S POV I'm restless. I have long returned back to the castle with Althea after failing to find the slave who escaped. The figans returned back long ago, and he could not be found anywhere near the castle. I keep pacing all over my room until I hear the knock on my door."Who is it? Come in!" I shout to whoever is at the door and the door handle turns. Sister Althea walks in and sigh."Any news about the him?" I ask and she shakes her head."What are we to do about this?" I ask and she exhales. "I don't know what else to do," she says to me and I sigh. "Send out the figans again, we must find him," I Instruct her and she leaves. It is night, and so I know I have to get some sleep. If not for me, for the one I'm carrying.ISLE OF AGARIASIAS' POV We've been walking around the Island. We left Berin's house since morning and now the moon has risen over our heads. Just when I'm about to give up walking, and probably ask him to take me back if it was going t
CALLIBRA: THE CURSED EYE OF ARAK CHAPTER EIGHTY-ONE
IASIAS' POVI'm on my way to Livádia, I've been traveling with Berin by my side since the night we met Gastrus. He insists we travel by foot so we do not attract the eyes of the dwellers of the east or the witches and their instruments.We have exhausted a morning and a night after the night we met Gastrus, and it is morning now. We hope to get to Livádia before the dwellers of the east reaches them. Berin has tied a rope to the bag holding the Callibra and he hangs it over his neck. It has been a journey through seas and oceans, lands, mountain and forests.“I believe we are near,” Berin shouts to me as I stop to drink from my jar. VARIA'S POVI roll out of my bed, tired. I spent last night sitting by Nika’s door hoping the spell would wear off a bit to give me a chance to speak to Nika, but instead I found out that the spell has being enhanced even more than it was earlier. Last night, I couldn't even see her through the boundary clearly, I could only see her in a blur. I slip my
CALLIBRA: THE CURSED EYE OF ARAK CHAPTER EIGHTY-TWO
NIKA'S POVI'm sobbing, my life has been miserable ever since I got back to Livádia. The choices I made lead to Iasias being captured. I'm ashamed of myself for everything I have been part of, what I have believed in, what I have fought for. It all was backed by selfishness. I won't be able to live with myself if Iasias is executed. After considering everything, my eyes dart to the long, thick rope in my hand and I sigh. My eyes move slowly from the rope and I glance upwards to the ceiling, causing my eyes to meet the metal hock hanging out of my ceiling. ELVIO’S POV The sounds of people fighting wakes and so did it for Domminick and Dalmatius. We three were locked in the same dungeon, and we still doesn't know anything about Iasias or his whereabouts. We heard he was going to be executed and then we heard nothing more. “What is going on out there?” I hear Domminick sat to Dalmatius.“I don't know. What do you think it might be?” Dalmatius asks Domminick and he sighs. We all c
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