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“The darkness that surrounds us cannot hurt us. It is the darkness in your own heart you should fear.” © Silvertris
Sleepless Night
He reached down, grabbed her by her hand and pulled her into a standing position before he even thought about answering her question. “The point, Miss Swan, is to make you suffer. I want to hurt you the way you hurt me. And for that you will stay here for as long as I want. Now, I could simply kill you with that sword, but that wouldn’t be as much fun as seeing you suffer.” Somewhere, deep down, he felt sorry for her. Killian knew exactly what it was like to lose someone he loved and he would have done anything to bring those loved ones back or to save them from dying int he first place. Still… she’d turned him into a bloody dark one. No one deserved such a fate. It was much worse than death, at least in his eyes.
Now that she was standing he did indeed loosen the chains. There was no point in keeping her tied up, for she would not be able to flee without her powers anyway. “You tricked me, locked me in here and lied to me. I had to put my faith into that bloody wicked witch just to stop you. So what should I do with you now?” He knew that the easiest way to hurt her was to go after her family, still, something inside of him held him back from doing that. For now. A cloud of smoke surrounded them and a moment later they reappeared in the living room upstairs. “Tell me about Camelot. And tell me more about the things I saw in my dream catcher.”
Her heart broke at his words. It wasn’t as if she wanted him to suffer. This hadn’t been to hurt him. All she had wanted was to save him. And it seemed that even doing that she was going to lose him anyway. She tried to fight the tears in her eyes. If this was how it was going to be, there was the part of her that was at least happy he was alive. Even if she was going to lose his love in the process. She didn’t see the point in trying to leave. She had no magic so it wouldn’t be like she could get very far. So she would answer whatever he wanted to know. He already knew what he was, he at least deserved to know the rest. “I did all of that when trying to save you. . . don’t you get that? Everything I have done is for you. . . . Maybe saving you was a bit selfish, but. . . . “
She looked up at him when he asked about the dream catcher and what he saw. “What else is there to tell? You saw it. I’ve already lost everyone I’ve ever loved. . . I couldn’t lose you too. I couldn’t handle losing you. Everyone always wants me to sacrifice everything for them. So they can get their happy endings. But when it comes to me losing mine, I’m just suppose to let you go? Regina begged me to save Robin when he was dying, but she expected me to watch the man I love die. . . again. Because it’s always about everyone else. I never matter. I always have to give everything up so that others can be happy. Well what about my happiness?” She was mostly yelling by now, not actually directed at him. But it had been something she kept bottled up and now it seemed was when it finally got the chance to be free. “So I’m sorry I turned you into this. . . I wanted to try to fix it. I still do. But I couldn’t live without you. Don’t you get that? You’re my happy ending, and I’m never going to stop fighting for us. . . . you told me that.”
“There are no stories or secrets in the world worth holding onto more than his hand.” © The sea of tranquility - Katja Millay
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Emma used her magic to lock the confessional doors as she walked in on the priests side. The last thing she wanted was any interruptions. She grinned as she leaned against the door. "Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned." {dark one Emma}
Michael glanced up from his folded hands when he heard the sound of doors being locked, but he wasn’t worried about being locked inside the confessional for there was no lock on it at all. He must have imagined the sound while lost in thought. Now, though, he would have to concentrate on the woman on the other side of the the small curtain. He pulled it aside and saw her silhouette through the iron bars a moment later.“And what are your sins?”
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