SILVER-HEART
Chapter 78: Silent End

Chapter 78: Silent End

In the library, I came across books that told me about monsters and demons of the mind... it didn’t drive far into the supernatural but it told me there can be demons of the mind, under the bed, and even when we don’t want them to be. It got me scared so I turned the book away.

William noticed my action and told me I shouldn’t be afraid of demons only existing in the mind... but that doesn’t mean I should believe they exist there only. His words were complicated and I was confused so I didn’t ask questions.

He might have not been direct with me but I knew why he meant Demons didn’t exist only in the mind and places... that wasn’t the true meaning of his words, what he truly meant was... there were demons everywhere.

I look at them... one I have counted to be demons... because nothing more can get the blood chilly by the looks of thousand red eyes. I thought demons would plague me in my dreams... but yet again I was naive.

From the moment I set foot outside the walls of the library, I met my demons. I was too blinded by the beauty and pureness of this place to ignore the dark storm that enveloped it. It is not intentional but it is fact.

Even the purest of places and solitude was where the demons kept their presence well known.

I could feel only regret now... pure regret, I shouldn’t have left William’s side.

I do not know what hell entails, but I knew this felt like it, I read it burns and this did too, I heard it drains the souls... this did. It was everything hell has to offer and the agony overwhelmed my entire body as they ripped me apart.

My clothes shredded bit by bit, exposing my skin to the chilly air but the cold was lost to me, what I felt was pain... pristine pain as the Pixies took fast bites on my flesh as they encircled me like bees, biting deeply into my skin enough to draw blood.

I didn’t make a sound even as my body was coming apart from pristine pain enough to pulverize my body, I cannot find my own voice, I have lost them to the stupefaction and the despair that shot throughout my body. It overwhelmed me to the point my brain loses all sorts of reception to my body, rendering me still and helpless.

Cold

Weak

Pain

Darkness

All I did was stare at the skies now covered in endless stars, but I cannot appreciate beauty, any sense of beauty was replaced with dusk.

The Pixies were so focused on eating me alive to even care, the smell of blood filled my nose, my blood. I could feel them sliding down my body in a cold feel, funny I could even hear them tap the ground and wet them, the endless running liquid from my entire body, the thousands cut and more came... more blood.

They wanted to drain me and they were close.

It got graver and brutal, I stood like a statue and took it all, took the misery, took the gutter, and took the shambles. It felt like my life force was being sapped, bit by bit with every bite.

Something was leaving my body... my life.

I couldn’t breathe, there was no passage of air left in my lungs.

I can’t breathe

Please stop

A silent cry... not voiced but it was a silent plea for my mouth can’t move my body can’t move. But that didn’t stop the tears from falling down my cheeks endlessly. I will be eaten alive with nothing left of me... I wasn’t sure there would be remains.

William

I closed my eyes accepting the fate but I was regretful... I really wish I could set my eyes on him before I go.

I always thought I had a strong will, I thought I had given up accepting death but here I was... letting it take me, letting the coldness and pain get to me, letting the darkness that was constantly taking over my brain eat me away and I stood... doing nothing. Wishing for nothing, not even for help.

It was almost as if I wanted death to take me... if that is my fate, so be it... I was ready, it hurts but I’m ready, it breaks me, but I’m ready.

Something crept into my hair and gripped it before moving me to touch my forehead on a wall. But a wall cannot provide warmth, can it?

The sudden strong earthy scent filled my nose, a reminder and a snap to the reality that it was, in fact, a hand that grabbed my hair, and my forehead rested not on a wall but on a firm abdomen.

I pulled my head backward in painfully slow action because my body was numb from the excessive bleeding, I just wanted to know... I needed to know and so I did.

William

I cannot voice his name because I can’t feel my voice. It seems like the Pixies have succeeded in eating through my throat, and I wondered why I couldn’t scream.

I should feel relieved, I should feel elation but my body cannot comprehend any emotions but... fear. My trembling gaze fixated on William who looked like a dark entity, I was attacked by demons, but it seemed like I was in the hands of one... but it felt like more than a mere demon.

His crystal green eyes were long gone and replaced with darkness, complete darkness all the way to the under of his eyes in veins and I cannot even spot the whiteness of his eyes, it was gone and replaced with void and his aura wasn’t just darkness, it was death that tried to take me, embodied in him.

He did not spare me a glance; it felt like I wasn’t there, only what I felt was a silent wrath, a wrath that brooded into something chaotic and the mere chills of it covered the area.