Scarlet Gaze

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Summary

"In the meadow the flowers are born like a wish, they bloom with light and healing; they are in danger from the wild hell, but they perish in darkness and pain. The purest love surrounds them at night, they take a bath in light; the darkness touches its petals, they hide, they defend themselves, the light continues to bathe the meadow with latent protection. The wild darkness touches them, their blood scarlet and their gaze denotes pain; fears, insecurities, anger and resentment are unleashed. The sun no longer shines, the moon has faded, on the battlefield only his pain remains; scarlet his gaze and tears, the darkness and the traitor. A sacrifice of dedication and love that only inspires pain, a cycle of weakness, the loss of internal war."  - Acertigerais do Almaeiris (Riddle of the Soul). "What does that mean?"  In this world everything exists, even places with strange words and riddles like the one you see written there, but don't be fooled, just as the world has its oddities, it also has its secrets. Nothing is what it seems, no matter how normal or strange it may be. Immerse yourself in the city of Khevaisi and accompany this peculiar group of students, young friends who deal with their lives the best that their confused minds and traumas allow them, and reveal the secrets that are hidden between this riddle that carries more than a legend.

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
9
Rating
5.0 1 review
Age Rating
16+

~•Foreword•~

Cold, icy and cruel, it soaked into his bones making him feel like a block of ice, he couldn't move, he didn't feel his legs or enough strength to try to stand up, he felt faint.  He heard a persistent ringing in his left ear, it bothered him, but he couldn't do anything, he felt as if hundreds of metal needles were embedded in his skull, his chest tightened and it was difficult for him to breathe.  He was fighting for his life although he didn't remember how he got himself into this situation.

He managed to open his eyes with great effort, he saw the ground and… fire.  He was face up on the asphalt and didn't know where he was, he managed to see debris, everything was destroyed and being engulfed by flames.  Even with his blurred vision he managed to see the remains of… a car? Was he on a road? How did he get there? He didn't understand anything, everything was so confusing, like a black hole in his memory.  

He tried to take a small breath but suddenly gasped when he felt pain in his abdomen, at first slight, then unbearable, sharp and painful. He couldn't scream in pain, he couldn't breathe either, he felt his throat close and then like drowning in a thick liquid that dripped from his mouth. 

He continued to feel cold, the humming did not stop, nor did the sound of the flames burning everything, to this was added an agonizing and muffled scream followed by his labored breathing, his life was slipping through his fingers.

He heard footsteps, they were calm as they became louder and louder, whatever was emitting those steps was approaching. He moved his eyes in fear and, with his extremely blurred vision, he saw a silhouette, he couldn't recognize who it was, but managed to see two bright spots sapphire colored where their eyes were supposed to be.

 -Sssssshhh, it'll be over soon, I'm so sorry my dear- the unknown silhouette told him with a dull voice full of pain.  His little strength was abandoning him, he was suffering spasms from lack of air and pain, he felt like he was under freezing water and drowning in his own blood until, giving one last gasp, one last effort, one last sigh, he finally closed his eyes, letting himself be swallowed by darkness.