He stood there motionless, akin to bieng caught in the act. A heavy stone was pressed against his shoulders, causing his breath to become ragged.
Theska stood there, mouth agape, eyes almost popping out. Suddenly, the man before didn't look so ugly. She was an animal in heat.
The ore amplified any emotion the group was going through, making it difficult to make any rational decision, akin to a drug that changes based on one's needs.
'ain't this similar to' An wailing cub in the background snapped Kade out of his poor-timed reflection.
Time was of the essence, and a course of action was needed to survive, though that easily turned into a tough task.
His mind would wander from time to time, causing him to waste precious moments on useless things.
lost on why this was happening, as his bodily rank at least gave him control of one thing now.
tracing the problem, he looked around, and that's when he saw it. The dust in the air seemed to be made up of small particles of the ore.
'How are they alive?' he reflected, his mind once again drifting from the main problem.
Now this is what happens when a curious cat gets his curiosity buffed up, but this also includes the random death.
' and idae hit him in the spur of the moment. One so insane he just had to try, and the drug led him by the nose to execute it.
which was to do nothing, like wasn't it obvious. She's acting, Kade thought, sensing the flaws in her play.
Biting his teeth to stop the incoming laugh caused a tremendous amount of pain. His face scrunched up, reflecting on all the mistakes she had made.
First of all, if we think she's in a higher bodily state than I, then why did she overdo the acting?
The other thing is, where's the look of disgust, because right now she looks depraved.
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a couple of hours before ...
Time seemed to trickle ever so slowly; it was mocking me, making sure those who didn't use it effectively felt it.
The horror was that I couldn't do anything about it. This was my life, one I built from the ground up, so let's take some time and appreciate it.
Understanding her plight, the world sent her a gift, one filled with an ever-loving touch of mockery.
The door swung open, knocking the bell on the top, alerting everyone in the shop, though that was only one.
a man dressed in a three-piece suit. A mix of purple and blue. Odd if one were to think about it- in fact, anyone would think this man was just a clown, but the opening act was his race.
'Creg' is a group filled with the overweight, caused by gluttonous greed, and to fill it, they amass a wealth of fortune. Meaning none were poor, and if you ever found one, then he was probably banished because these guys were very familial.
His step was haughty and filled with an immense weight, causing a creak to echo through the room.
A vibration fills the room with an eerie resonance, causing a shrill wail to escape from them.
He looked up, surveying the room with a while, rearranging his monocle and his tie.
His face looked deformed, with wrinkles all over. The body was the epitome of financial greed. A pig too big for his own good.
I stood behind the desk, wearing a smile to please. Then I tilted my upper body slightly, just enough for the trailer.
Finishing the pose, I placed my left hand on my lap, and my right was used to display the many items in the shop. Following it, I spoke.
"Welcome to Jalla apothecary, sir", I said, repeating the same thing from my years of service. As they say, if it works, don't fix it, and it never failed.
Just like that, the act was completed, and I could tell by the glances he was taking, or was he? Fuck, why is pleasing a creg so difficult? Responding to his dirty glances, I smiled
Inwardly, I was disgusted by the customer's appearance, but my years of experience paid off as I quickly fixed myself, making sure not to show any reactions
scanning the person, her eyes dropping toward the child in his hands.
"May I introduce you to our services?" I stated.
entering an act of submissiveness toward the client.
"Yes, I've heard of your services from a friend ", he replied with an eerie coldness, though he stole glances at her, which earned a couple of thoughts of disgust from theska.
"A recommendation from a fellow member, how perfect", she said with a tone full of enthusiasm. handing him a pamphlet.
"Well then, looking at these, I'm taking the one at the top", he said with an inflated chest. thinking his act of fluanting would do all the talking.
. Even though everything was done, it seems the man still had an agenda today, so he left the little boy to sit by the side.
Moving towards me, he tried exuding an air of confidence, but those heavy steps combined with the jiggle accompanying them made him look all the more silly.
Then he followed up, gazing upon her and releasing his signature move
"Your smile brightens up dreadfully", he teased, throwing a smile in, but all that caused was more wrinkles to appear.
"Thank you, sir, your compliment is much appreciated", I stated, making sure to exaggerate every syllable.
My actions are all robotic and calculated.
just to reach one goal, ' complete and utter control over the client and Mr Twinkled Toes danced to my rhythm. I was the meister, faintly carving intricate detail within his mind. My chisel was effective, so much so that one wouldn't even realise they were being moulded.
A pawn to move to my wishes has finally arrived once again because damn, was I getting bored with my current ones.
The moments blurred until the man finally decided to leave, though making sure to get my contact, which I gave him, as I already had a spare number for these occasions
With the man's exaggerated departure of leaving a heavenly donation, which I kindly declined and having some debt with a creg is not the best.
The moment I heard the door close, I instantly settled down, giving mt the much-needed time to reflect.
a habit I picked up over the years.
Looking at myself internally, remembering how everything went down, then I stopped at some unsettling thoughts.
Why did I suddenly become a sadist?. Those thoughts of domination.
The feeling of making him obey and fit my whims was so enticing; I'm lucky he left, or I don't know what I'd do
The furnace effect is finally getting to me; it looks like I deserve a break.
realising a sigh, I began moving to the little boy, causing me to look at me with a fearful gaze. Though this left a foul taste in my mouth, it was still a job.
i reached out, aiming for her hand, but she quickly pulled back, and I waited, leaning my hand suspended for her.
He looked lost and obviously dazed, but he carried an almost suspicious look, one of weighing his options.
which he quickly decided on by reaching out for my hand and wasting no time, I led him to the furnace.
passing all the rooms, the temperature rose ever so slightly the closer we got to the main room, but that wasn't our destination.
Ours was one of the mines, which is actually good, as I have to check up on the progress the slaves made from there and isn't there one of the madam slaves there?
tow for one special, my mood rose from the thought of finally getting done and the holiday I get to enjoy after it all.
Taking a left turn, then another left, all that was straight away, then we reached the location, but the closer I got.
I began hearing a weird sound coming from the cave. I got closer, which turned them into faint echoes of a song.
Then I went closer to those echoes turned out to be the origin, and it actually sounded nice.
prompting me to add a little hop to my step, and the little boy, well, he released an almost dazzling smile from the noise, swinging his head left to right.
The beat forced a feeling of serenity and happiness upon us. Weird was one way to describe this feeling, but would I run away from it?
No, as this is the most calm ive been in a while and the child- well, let him enjoy his last moments.
Moments are the best experience, when oblivious of the future, because who's to say I wouldn't act the same if I were in her shoes. Lost in her thoughts of sorrow, the beat quickly brought her out.
forcing her down one of pure bliss, where did it come from, she didn't care, why was it here- that was the last thing her mind.
All she cared about was enjoying the moment.
(Ladies and gentlemen, lad and lassies, it appears I come bearing bad news. I have Cancer- I'm joking, but I do have a sickness, which is the flu, and the problem stems from how I've come to acquire it. Yep, after my parents sent me to the doctor, it turns ive gained it from overworking(stress). Yep, turns out putting outa novel whilst doing exams and having a job is not healthy, so I'll have to cut back on the writing. Which means you'll only be getting one chapter for each release day, and until I get healthy or stack up chapters, I'll be staying like that so I can ease back into those three chapters per release day. alsoi will not decrease the word count as it was what I promised. Thank you for your support, and sorry for the inconvenience)