Caught up in strings InkxError

Chapter 18

(Hai guys, Fran here. Before you read the chapter, I want you to read a message I have written on my profile. It will help you understand where I've been. Thank you, and enjoy the chapter.)

??? p.o.v

I whispered my name quietly into the room. Then I left, rather quickly. My feet gently brushed the floor as I went down the hallway. I could hear him repeating my name. His voice faded slowly away as I got further and further away from him. As I wish I could comfort with words other than my name. But it simply couldn't happen. He would never trust Fallacy ever again, I couldn't let that happen. If Jasper left him, he would probably be dead the next morning.

As I passed the door too the newcomer's room, I couldn't help but take a quick look. He were lying on his bed, his chest rising up and down rapidly. He were having a nightmare, as far as I knew. And on instinct, I went over to him, sat down and touched his shoulder. He shook a little. I knew I were cold, but he could actually feel me? Then I remembered. My body was cold air, and I probably made him slightly uncomfortable. My presence could still be felt, you just had to be aware.

I opened my mouth and hummed a silent tune. My voice filled the room and echoed through the hallway as a silent whisper. Up a tune, then lower than the first one.

"Listen to my voice, you sweet child.

The night will never get you, I'm your light.

I will guide you through your sleep...

Rest now, don't make a peep.

For you will enter the land of the sky

where nothing will get you, never will you die.

You love the stories that they tell you

when you close your eyes.

The land of the sky is the place

where everything dark dies."

The echo continued, even after the song was finished. I softly bit my lip. Maybe I shouldn't have done it? He could be scared.

But he was not shaking anymore, and his breathing had slowed down to a comfortable and quiet one. I smiled a little. It had pleased me, to yet again make another child sleep peacefully in their bed, covered in a soft blanket, resting their head on a silky pillow. I put my hands together and started praying. This dear child will be blessed by God.

Fallacy's p.o.v

Tears flooded down my face as I fell on my knees down on the ground in the middle of the hallway. Her whispers where haunting me again. Why now, of all times?

The worst thing was what she was saying. The song, that WE had written, that SHE had sung for our child, and that I had regreted making, was now drowning me. I wanted to run away, but at the same time I couldn't let go. I started joining the echoes. I could hardly hear myself, the whispers and my sobbing covered it up. Then they stopped. Her voice faded away, and I managed, just barely, to get up and run away. Away from the memories. Away from her.

The roses emitted a shiny glow, due to the full moon. Red and white, that's all I wanted to see. I fell down on my knees and continued crying. All those memories that I had fought so hard to forget, they bursted out from my forgotten thoughts, and into the ones that hurted the most. There they bumped into eachother and activated eachother, making me have painfull flashbacks. All of these times where I had let my best maid down. My best friend, and my most trustfull servant. She was gone, and it all felt like it was my fault.

And then she was there, looking at me with her shiny eyes. I hold my breath. She floated in front of me, slightly transparent. She wasn't less alive because of that. At least she looked so....alive in my eyes. She sat down in front of me and grabbed my hands. She felt like cold air.

"Take care of him. Both of them." she whispered.

And then the wind blew her away with some rose pedals. I stared into nothingness. My hands were still cold. I sat there for a few more minutes. Then I got on my feet and left the garden.

I didn't feel sad anymore. Rather, I just felt relived. She had spoken to me, and she had given me an order. For the first time in my long life, it didn't seem weird that I accepted wish from one of my servants. Former servants. Before I went to check on Encre and Jasper, I took a quick look in my cabinet. There it was. My old necklace. I picked it up and looked at it. So old, and yet it felt like it was just made. I put it back and closed the cabinet short after I took it out.

The hallway seemed less empty. I knew she would always stay with us, and hopefully bring us all luck.

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He seemed to be resting peacefully on his matress. I felt a little bit bad when I saw his neck patched up. I kissed him carefully on the mouth before I went over to Jaspers room. He was staring into the roof. Looks like he had zoned out. I wanted to snap him out of his dreams and tell him everything that I had on my soul, but I decided it was for the best to let him be. I would tell him when he was a little bit older.

When I left the room, I couldn't help but wonder where Suave went. I never saw him at nighttime, and for some reason his presence was hard to notice. He was probably packing Jaspers clothes down for our travel.

The day ended quicker than I thought. It felt like everything had happened in a flash. I fell Down on my bed, not bothering to change. I didn't want to sleep, nor did I want to do anything. So I did the same as Jasper did, staring into the roof, zoning out.