Her Heart

KK Feral hearts

I recently heard Kerli’s new creation, Feral Hearts, and the song…is…amazing.  Kerli has created a wonderfully beautiful and emotional song that the word Love can’t describe how much I feel for it.

It evoked the emotion deep inside and of course, the Queen of Hearts soaked in the emotions and capitalized on what lay deep inside me and introduced me to a new character spirit after Muse had me dancing in my room at midnight.

It inspired this piece below, I hope you enjoy.

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The magic of their deaths flowed through her shaky hands into her unwilling body. The power cascaded with her own family magic, she had never felt anything like it. This is what others fought against her and family to acquire. This power she was sure, she was positive, would never fade or be taken away.

She was sure, she was positive that she would not be responsible for the way some of her family lay surrounding her with empty cold eyes. But here she was. Tears fell from her once happy eyes. She raised her head to the night sky and bellowed.

She never felt so powerful and dead at the same time. Her heart squeezed painfully inside her chest. Her stomach clenched and her mouth watered. She felt like she had to puke but she swallowed it back. She couldn’t risk compromising the sacred ground.

She rested her hand on her forehead and squeezed her temples.  She couldn’t believe she had to do this. The crushing guilt of having to be death’s dealer sent more tears. She placed down the bloody sword atop the carefully picked leaves from the forest before her.

She could still hear their screams of punishment and castigation through her ears. They judged so harshly. They turned their backs to her when already she felt like she was drowning.

She shook her head still in disbelief. She did not want this power. So she was giving it back. All of it.

She placed the final rose quartz candle around the leaves and the blade. She placed a couple drops of her blood on the candle and a piece of her dark hair that rested on the leaves. By just a thought, a flame appeared on the tip of her finger.

Without another thought, she lit the final candle.

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The Queen Awakens

Deep within the vacant snow covered forest, her carriage and horses awaits her fateful arrival.  The carriage sits atop a peak, ice clings to every inch of the golden and white tear drop.  The horses appear to be standing alert but they do not move nor breathe. Their jeweled headdress sparkles with the frozen crystal coating them.

Today though, the right horse gives movement.  His red eyes make erratic movements back and forth, searching.  He knows only she can unlock the whine that harbors deep between his ribs.  He also knows his patience will soon be reward.  So he searches the frozen world around him.

Long ago, snow and ice blanketed the forest taking the forest from sunny liveliness to freezing silence.  The only warning they received was a shot of lightening and roar of thunder.  Then she along with Love went into deathly hibernation.

But there is bite in the air now, there is anticipation.  The humidity spikes and soon fog begins to form.  Down below the peak, a small valley sits and inside the valley is a graveyard. The fog sweeps down where it starts to collect in the gravesite.

Once the magical fog touches the cryptic land, the ground starts to jostle.  Everything in the forest shakes and quakes down to Earth’s core, disturbing those who try to rest in peace.  The beautiful gravesite turns into smattering of broken vases and the many red and pink rose petals cover the area.

Only one thing remains undisturbed.  There is a glass sitting atop her tombstone.  Inside the glass there is a dead rose submerged in glittering water.  Through the quakes it remained steady on her tombstone.  Once the earthquakes cease, color started to build into the rose until it shines a deep red.

The forest pauses then up on the forest there is an explosion.  Soon following the explosion whines of horses boomerangs through the air.

Another rumble turns into another earthquake.  Except the quakes only effect the gravesite and seem to be coming deep down below.  The quakes are so violent it splits the earthy grave down the middle.

The quakes finish leaving a little gaping crack below her grave. Blood red claws reaches from the core of the earth out.  When her long nails pull at the earth at unnatural speeds it comes crumbling to dirt pieces and the crack grows.  As suddenly as the hands began, they stop leaving a globe shaped hole.

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The Drastic…

Well something drastic did happen last night

Don’t look at me like that,

I know I have blood coming out of my ears.

It seems as though the Queen is proving to be more troublesome than I anticipated.

Or Quanisha is not ready for the beast to awaken the doors of her soul.

Eh. Like I care,

I say we try to awaken the Queen again.

Of course, I have a plan that is sure to work.

Nothing more than a few rumbles to make her pay attention.

I am Viktor, the self proclaimed all knowing.

See you in a few.

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Her Slumber Ends

Hearts

Good afternoon, remember me?

I am the one that took you through the ride of October Madness and returned to you for Many Thanks and our lovely Christmas Carols.

Who am I?

You may call me Viktor the narrator,

better yet, Viktor the All Knowing.

and no, I am not a vampire.

I’m much more than that

Though,

I do have fangs.

My species of creatures, we do not have a name.

Yet.

I’m sure one day Quanisha or that annoying Muse will finally get the answers they poke at me with.

Or not.

Whether they like it or not I am not a product of Quanisha’s creation.  I am not a character spirit.

Many of Earth’s society cannot hold in their minuscule brains how much we have to offer so we don’t reveal ourselves to many.

The only reason I’ve shown enough of myself to Quanisha is because the interest grows with this Mad world she created.

I have chosen to Embrace the Madness for now.

Now enough about me,

I have some things to tell you from the creator herself

These stories are to be posted Monday and Thursday the first week then Monday, Thursday, and Saturday of the following weeks in February.  I don’t know why she told me that.

The stories will be posted twice a week the first week then three times a week the following weeks.

Unless something drastic occurs.

These days you will be gifted with myself and our special guest as gracious hosts.

Quanisha will be taking over the other days of the week and her FACEBOOK to gift you with a couple romance/love posts and discussions.

The theme of this month is of course Love,

The reason I am here.

And that brings us to our special guest,

I am here to introduce you to the infamous and famous Queen of Hearts.

I have decided her slumber ends now,

As to why she is hibernating, well, that’s another story for a different time.

So I hope you enjoy her.

She’s bound to shake up some worlds around her; returning the favor I suppose.

Well let’s wake her up shall we?

Be looking for her post in a few hours….