VSS365 Week 2

Day 8 Jan 8th
Hanjae stood by the window, hidden slightly behind the thick red folds of the curtain despite the fact that no-one below would be able to see in. The quiet in his study was all consuming but opening it would only bring shouts of #usurper and he didn’t want to hear them.

Day 9 Jan 9th 
The wooden door flexed beneath the pounding of her fist. 
“Yeah yeah I’m comin’.” Replied a voice from within. 
As the door opened she regarded the balding, middle aged man standing before her. 
“#Kinetic?” 
“Ain’t nobody called me that in nearly twenty years. Go away.”

Day 10 Jan 10th
Howl tried to stay still as the dragon snuffled at her. #inquisitive, intelligent eyes blinked slowly and as a tongue slowly appeared, she knew this was it. This was how she died.

Day 11 Jan 11th
The magic raged within, #lively and eager to find a way out. A release. The build up of power threatened to destroy his body & it was all his covenmates could do to stop that, putting down layers of runework and endlessly chanting. They needed him to live through this.

Day 12 Jan 12th 
After a century of hiding, not feeding, & petrification, the coven had become  a #languor of vampires. They could scarcely move. No breath passed their marble-esque lips and their eyes had long since forgotten how to blink. They needed blood to awaken, and lots of it. 

Day 13 Jan 13th 
Her eyes clouded over. #Opaline and unseeing as she watched the vision unfold. Sometimes it was a clear picture. Other times a collection of images. This time it was a sound. The barest of whispers on a breeze fighting to be heard above the beating of drums.

Day 14 Jan 14th 
Her soul was a chaotically #fibrous map, splitting off in every direction. Each one led to a person she had loved, or would come to love. A kaleidoscope of colours permanently followed her around. It was beautiful but how would she ever find her red string of fate?