• I ran, ran for my life. He was coming closer, I could see his shadow as I turned to run towards the great tower on the eastern end of the castle, facing the moat. His footsteps were getting louder and louder, or was that my own heart beat? I almost tripped on my long sorceress robe in my haste, If that happened then there would have been no chance for me. I didn’t want to die like this, 17 years old, and running like a coward. I wanted to die in war, covered by the blood of those I killed, laughing. I wanted to bring down as many as I could with me, to slaughter the innocent, to kill, and who was this man to stop me. No, that isn’t the way I wanted to die. I wanted to die happy, loved, protecting a friend, but that was not allowed, I was a sorceress, I was evil, there was no hope for me. Hatred pulsed through my viens.
    Why was I running? Why not stay and fight? Kill him once and for all! No. I loved him too much, I could not touch him, the damn b*****d. Oh hell, I tripped. The blood was gushing through my hand. Damn it all, I couldn’t die like this! I was almost at the top of the tower but he already stood over me, positioning his weapon. His golden, unruly hair sparkled, even in the dark, and his blue eyes were filled with hatred. How dare he look at me that way? Those same blue eyes once directed at me with compassion, those same pale lips once caressed me. Was it so wring to want to be loved? To want someone to care about you?
    He swung his weapon, a jeweled sword, over his left shoulder and prepared to swing at me. I stared at him with large intensity, willing him to put down his sword. Maybe I was tired of fighting, maybe I wanted a second chance, and maybe it was too late for that now. Whatever he chose, I would accept my fate. I bit my lip, closed my eyes, and readied myself for his judgement. “I am sorry Renalin,” he said, his voice did not sound sorry, it sounded full of hatred. The sword was coming closer. It was going to hit me, and without meaning to, without even being aware of it, I put up a barrier and slowly opened my eyes. His wepon did not reach me, but what was this flying sensation? I was… falling? The tears streamed from my eyes. Maybe I really was pure evil, if not even he could find it in his heart to love me, even like me. I held out my hand to him even though he was so far away. I saw him watching me fall. “Edward, please forgive me.” Those were my last thoughts and transferred them into his mind before I…