Silence Of The Wind

"He is dangerous, a demon disguised as human. His eyes crave souls, and mind makes your life a living hell. How could I be so unlucky to meet him?"

I took a deep sigh, coming out of the thoughts,"If you ever feel the silence, something big might happen. If you ever hear a sweet voice, one that mesmerizes your soul, run, hide in the caves, and shut your ears. It's him, wandering for a new prey."

I took her hand as if it was the last time. Maybe she is his next prey, the eyes of her—green like the forest, it attracts him, makes him crazy.

"But how do you know about him so well? Have you seen him?"

A smile came, one that reminded me of the memories I had, the cage he called home, the dark room, where my soul was tied, pleading to be released. Suddenly, a tear fell, taking me back to the night, to the woods, where his eyes met my shadow, and for once my heart wanted to bleed, to let go of the love I still hold.

"Aine, it's time to go", I heard a call from behind, "I'm coming". Every day, I had to leave, not because I wanted to, but because he was a predator, who tasted my blood, who is mad, whose heart is of rock, and his hands never tremble, his eyes smile when you plead for your life.

Once we were a family, who lived in this forest—our home, where we grew up. But now, we are just ten girls left, who hide in the woods, before dawn comes. Our lives are no longer in our hands, and every whisper, every voice, takes us to his trap.

Leaving our beautiful home, we all hide in the cave, near the waterfall. And every time we hear the sound of horses, we hold our breath, hide ourselves.

Yet, he can see through the darkest ends, pulling you out to have your blood, to leave you with haunting dreams.

And I was not the only one, he had his eyes on.

He took everyone, he destroyed my peaceful life, and now the silence of the wind, reminds me of his voice, his steps getting closer, and the nightmare where I'm once again in his hands, pleading to let me go home.

And today, I felt the same, the wind from the east brought his fragrance. Maybe he was in search of a new prey, to satisfy his hunger.

I wish this name would have died in the dark, because I hate my name on his lips, I hate my fragrance in his grasp, I hate myself for trading with my heart.

I'm the destroyer of my peace and of their freedom.

But still my heart has not forgotten his smile, his voice, his touch. Somewhere between fear and hatred, his shadow traps me, it speaks to me in the illusion of something he never was.

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