e and her parents would often have these strange private conversations much like the one they had when I visited Amelia. Her parent was also not keen on us coming to Thornwood, but they k

horses,"

ora. We did not want to wake yo

pt that long, ever," I say whil

w anything about Thornwood, you wil

talk, especially since I have not known them that long. I ignore every word that escape

family over time are lying to me about something. The only person who encouraged my coming to Thornwood was Ai

milar to the nature reserve in Silverton. The forest is huge and luscious, but the thing that gains the most of my attention is a humongous hole in front of me. This hole must b

usness comes fast, and with a loud noise, I drop to the ground, hitting my head pretty hard. This is some sort of an altered state, I c

his done quickly before they return from the mee

ll have to see Adonis first, and meet me her

empty hole perfectly. They tug at its branches wanting to move

in haste. This happened when she was already pregnant with me. My mother had once shown me a coal-drawn picture

?" I hear a distant v

y best to help me to my feet. His hair is as black as fireplace coal with the physique of a true storybook warrior. He looms over me as he reaches out one han

becomes known when his eyes start to twitch a little, for lo

off the ground a full moon would have passed." The myster

I see the tribal marking on his wrist making its way up tow

s hand onto mine. He lifts me up in one swift move effortlessly. As soon as my fe

f should not be wandering the woo

ng away. This statement might not be true since everyone has sheltered me so much, but I know how to fight. And I do

cups my face in his fire-blazing hands, "for an innocent-looking girl, you come with an attitude.

angels from the fairy-tale books my mother read to me as a little girl. She always said that a fallen angel, while interesting for whoever co

uching me, but something about him feels familiar and comforting. I decide to try and turn my back on him once again, and this tim

g further into the reserve when I see a waterfall leading straight into the river. This water allows s

der. I have no time to react, my body hits the water with an impact. Confused and dazed,

fectly. His eyes are strikingly green, like the forest that surrounds us. He glares my way with a de

much, do you?" I que

remarks as he tilts his head to t

e you don't usually push a lady into the water without knowing if she can

instead, he moves closer toward me

rds he spoke were not a question but more a

ersonality mimics a jokester who hides behind his mask filled with despair. His life

me is

second, "Lilly suits you b

is only small talk. The stillness among us feels nice, we are enjoying each other's presence wi

ting you here," he says while

ndeed, but then again, I have not met that many people in my life yet. His last words make me

of getting to the college. On closer inspection I see wooden signs that surround the luscious reserve, giving a wanderer

. The walls are colour coated with all rainbow colours, mixed per

f its kind in the world," the fallen a

ted to know what they a

s confidently. He gestures with his head to follow him as

ou want to accompany me to the coll

ed by friends. We will not be acquaint

y and mystery he wears fascinates me and I find it hard to believe that humanity has such beautiful creatures walki

sparked quite a talk on campus. The head wants

park of a new story. Bailey is also a new student, yet the head w

ctly carved logos. A magnificently carved titan takes his place in the middle of the logos

y thoughts enough to breathe again. This building is u

ere you find the head, Conrad Bass." He holds out a pointing finger to guide me to where I need t

opens the door for me. He seems oddly familiar, although I have never met him before. I notice tha

speaks with a deep unemotional toned voice. In

of something. His eyes meet mine and the story he

f a student I had many years ago. Do you

have searched for. Conrad might be the key to rev

rs ago. In all truth, I never really knew them that well on a personal basis.

lence. His face is filled with sorro

might divert some attention off the pity he feels f

e name Gerald must have upset him, but why? He turns his entire body away from me and moves towar

hair inches away from me. He leans over to open his drawer to remove something from it. An outlin

ed picture while pointing out a man who rese

trailing my finger over my father's outline. Flipping the picture over reveals words that might finally mean something valua

isplayed all over my face. "Why did he change his name? Our surname

only thought that comes to mind. When I finally get up from the chair, the room starts spinning. Th

ter what happened to Stephan. This all might be fate playing its hand, but you are going

d have done anything to save my brother, and I will

ia did not save you. She cursed you to

mosphere surrounding them. The vision fades

realize the truth, "Y