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Vampire!Germany- HOPE - Chapter 7 There was a soft creek as the gate lifted to reveal the brightly lit interior of the castle. It snapped in place and a dull thud resonated throughout the courtyard. Arthur replaced the book within the folds of this clothing as he admired his work. Feliciano was still staring at the place where he thought he had seen his once good friend.
"Oi, Feliciano," called the Keeper of the Book. "We better get a move on." He started walking inside. The brunet snapped out of his trance and nodded, following his mentor.
The main foyer walls of the castle were line with endless torches and candles. Wax dripped down from the older ones and solidified on the tiled floor below. A pair of white marble staircases started from the middle of the room and led in opposite directions. The ceiling was at least 10 metres high; no windows could be seen however. The walls were also painted white with murals, giving the impression of this holiness that the over
Vampire!Germany- HOPE - Chapter 6 The vampire killer and his assistant made it to the moonlit courtyard. Despite the impossibility, the moon was actually shining brightly in place of the sun in the sky. Arthur looked suspiciously at it, then back at the clock that stood proudly amid the castle's towers. 11:10.
"Hm... I don't like this," said the Keeper of the Book. Feliciano nodded and followed him deeper into the courtyard. There were no plants here either, rather the whole ground was paved with brick and stone. There was a heavy iron gate that blocked the entrance to the main structure of the castle.
Arthur swore. "How the bloody hell are we supposed to get past that?!" Feliciano looked at him.
"Can't you do some more magic and lift the gate?" he asked innocently.
"Wha- " stammered Arthur. "O-of course I can! What do you take me for?!" He started laughing as if there wasn't a care in the world and took out the Book. Feliciano lo
HRExItaly: Waiting For You "When the war is over, I'll definitely come to see you," He said as he turned to walk away. A rare smile was on his face.
"O-okay. I'll be waiting," Italy said. "I'll be waiting for you."
Oceans apart, day after day
And I slowly go insane
I hear your voice on the line,
But it doesn't stop the pain.
The wind was blowing a gentle breeze. The sun was high in the sky with the occasional song from flying birds overhead. The temperature was ideal. Everything was perfect. Still, Italy's heart felt heavy. Few days has past since he said good bye to his first and true love. Worry has begun eating away at his mind. When was he going to come back? Will he ever come back? Does he miss the brunet that missed him so dearly? Does he even remember him? These question tormented Italy's thoughts as he stood by the gate leading out of Austria's home.
Wherever you go
Whatever you do
I will be right here waiting for you
Vampire!Germany- HOPE - Chapter 5 "Veh... I'm tired," complained Feliciano, looking up ahead at the looming figure of the castle. It had many watch towers that jutted from the main structure. A taller tower can be seen bearing the face of a gigantic clock. Loud bells started ringing from it. The clock read 11:00, yet they knew it was still morning. Nevertheless, it was as dark as it would have been during midnight. Luckily, the path was now lined with scarce torches that burnt brightly as if they had just been lit.
Arthur sighed. "We need to reach the castle as soon as possible. Then we can take a break, alright?" He shifted his weapons so they laid more comfortably against his back. The blond looked at the ground.
"Mind telling me why you cried back in town? It wasn't because of me, was it?" Arthur asked, wanting to ease his worrying mind. Feliciano turned his attention back at the other before looking at the dirt road himself.
"No... I'll tell you later," replied Feliciano. He did n
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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