#theinnercouncil

[delicatexnightmare]

Read the Prologue for The Inner Council: Dream Journal here: https://www.wattpad.com/578277660-the-inner-council-dream-journal-prologue ------ Nueve smiled at Ten and opened her mouth to speak but a chilling gust of wind circled around them and brought about an ominous silence. The two girls took a slow turn in unison to face the vortex. The silhouette was no longer suspended in the middle of the cave, she now stood behind the dimly colored veil. Her head tilted to the side and her entire form twitched in an unsettling manner, she never made a sound. Ten and Nueve remained silent and felt disturbed. The inability to see her face bothered the girls more than her strange movement. “E-Eleven?” Ten choked out. The figure's head snapped back into a normal position and she stood stock still. Tension dragged on for a short period of time before the girl slipped her right leg through the vortex, her clothing was not expected by either Year. They saw a black and white stocking and a black platform boot with multiple straps on the front and side, the girl revealed her full appearance once she was freed from the film. Her skin was as white as a Japanese yūrei, she appeared to have hollow eye sockets with darkness oozing from them but they turned out to be markings on her skin. Small symmetrical crisscross patterns formed and bore a loose resemblance to cracks from a distance. Her hair was darker than Ten's and her naturally kinky curls were in better condition compared to the other two. Her fingernails were long and pointed like claws and she wore a black dress with a zipper on the front, complete with a spiked collar around her neck. Ten and Nueve stared at the girl with their jaws dropped. How could such a monstrosity rule the new year? It could not be, but the number marked on her forehead made it clear this was indeed Eleven, the new Council Girl. The three women stood still and watched each other. Ten could hear Gale's muffled voice nearby and paid close attention in an effort to hear him clearly, his speech about the highlights of her year was almost through. Ten forced a smile. “Uh, hey there. How you doin', girl?” Eleven continued to stare. A smirk formed, but it seemed she was hesitant to smile. The girl tilted her head to the side with tensed shoulders, she forced a full grin that exposed a mouth full of needle-like fangs akin to an angler fish. Nueve and Ten noticed she did indeed have eyes. Eleven's black sclera matched the dark markings of her eye sockets, but her dull red irises gave off a soft glow. Her focused gaze made the girls feel like she was staring into their souls. Ten averted her eyes to the ground. “I don't believe this.” Art by @princesslovelydreams

[kirsisterjournals]

Creepie took a hard tumble on the hallway carpet and ran on all fours after a quick recovery, she lost her balance and slammed into a wall. Creepie and her surroundings changed when she came in contact with it. She became a black silhouette highlighted by blues, pinks, and yellows depending on her position under a bizarre light system on the ceiling. Objects appeared the same way. In truth, the exact lighting was indescribable. Creepie sprinted down the dark hallway like an animal and tried to avoid various creatures as they morphed out of the shadows. An array of multicolored highlights illuminated the figures' bodies. She saw blobs with eyes, horned wolves, and humanoid creatures. Two stood out to her the most: a stag as tall as the ceiling and an owl with kaleidoscope eyes. The colorful silhouettes manifested until Creepie crossed through another tunnel of light. --- Read chapter 4 of The Inner Council: Dream Journal here: https://www.wattpad.com/594347217-the-inner-council-dream-journal-a-vital-decision Please vote up on the chapter if you enjoyed it, and share/reblog it around! Art by @princesslovelydreams

[kirsisterjournals]

Read the first chapter of The Inner Council: Dream Journal here: https://www.wattpad.com/578299690-the-inner-council-dream-journal-the-year-begins —— Daisy took caution when she crossed a rickety wooden bridge and the rocky narrow path it connected to. The path took her to the mouth of a cave with a cathedral room inside of it, she peeked her head in and gazed at an altar. Tapestry of an angel hung above the altar, stone pillars sat on both sides with flames dancing from the golden dishes on top of them. The tapestry depicted the angel with a gleaming sword held in the air, his golden hair blew about in a gentle breeze. Daisy entered the cave and approached the altar. “Gale?” A bright light manifested behind Daisy after the name was uttered. Gale stepped forth from it with his arms behind his back. “Ira, how may I assist you?” “It's about Eleven—” “Now, Ira, I don't need to be reminded about last night.” “No, Gale, I wanted to ask you for help.” He stood still, waiting for her to continue. “I wanna guide Eleven this year and I came to ask you to help me out.” Gale looked down and shook his head. “I have tried guiding her for the past two years and it is useless. Neither girl listened to me or they ignored me altogether. Nueve did not heed any of my warnings and Ten only cared if it involved Zehn.” “But what if we're able to do it this time? You're supposed to be a guardian angel, it's your job to try your hardest even if they don't listen. C'mon, Gale, I need your help with this.” Daisy spent an hour negotiating with Gale and she resorted to begging after a while. Gale stared at her as he weighed his opinion on the matter, then he turned and spread his wings to take flight from the cave. “Alright. I will assist you. I cannot promise a smooth outcome from our endeavors, but we may give it a go.” Art by @princesslovelydreams

[kirsisterjournals]

Read the Prologue for The Inner Council: Dream Journal here: https://www.wattpad.com/578277660-the-inner-council-dream-journal-prologue —— Nueve smiled at Ten and opened her mouth to speak but a chilling gust of wind circled around them and brought about an ominous silence. The two girls took a slow turn in unison to face the vortex. The silhouette was no longer suspended in the middle of the cave, she now stood behind the dimly colored veil. Her head tilted to the side and her entire form twitched in an unsettling manner, she never made a sound. Ten and Nueve remained silent and felt disturbed. The inability to see her face bothered the girls more than her strange movement. “E-Eleven?” Ten choked out. The figure’s head snapped back into a normal position and she stood stock still. Tension dragged on for a short period of time before the girl slipped her right leg through the vortex, her clothing was not expected by either Year. They saw a black and white stocking and a black platform boot with multiple straps on the front and side, the girl revealed her full appearance once she was freed from the film. Her skin was as white as a Japanese yūrei, she appeared to have hollow eye sockets with darkness oozing from them but they turned out to be markings on her skin. Small symmetrical crisscross patterns formed and bore a loose resemblance to cracks from a distance. Her hair was darker than Ten’s and her naturally kinky curls were in better condition compared to the other two. Her fingernails were long and pointed like claws and she wore a black dress with a zipper on the front, complete with a spiked collar around her neck. Ten and Nueve stared at the girl with their jaws dropped. How could such a monstrosity rule the new year? It could not be, but the number marked on her forehead made it clear this was indeed Eleven, the new Council Girl. The three women stood still and watched each other. Ten could hear Gale’s muffled voice nearby and paid close attention in an effort to hear him clearly, his speech about the highlights of her year was almost through. Ten forced a smile. “Uh, hey there. How you doin’, girl?” Eleven continued to stare. A smirk formed, but it seemed she was hesitant to smile. The girl tilted her head to the side with tensed shoulders, she forced a full grin that exposed a mouth full of needle-like fangs akin to an angler fish. Nueve and Ten noticed she did indeed have eyes. Eleven’s black sclera matched the dark markings of her eye sockets, but her dull red irises gave off a soft glow. Her focused gaze made the girls feel like she was staring into their souls. Ten averted her eyes to the ground. “I don’t believe this.”

Art by @princesslovelydreams