19 Trauma Episodes (1/2)
The moment Fan Ying entered the room, Nuwa Yenay knew what his purpose was. She could see it in his eyes, expression, and demeanor. Everything about him screamed over protectiveness and revenge. The only explanation for such behavior would be their daughter.
Her eyes shone with equal anger and the silence of the room became stiff. She was a tigress protecting her newborn and he was Dragon protecting his treasure, his heaven. They both looked up at each other surprised to discover the newfound burning rage, love, and fierceness reflected by their gazes. As the sun fell and the room darkened, all that could be seen were two huddled up figures whispering to one another.
After flipping through books from noon to evening, Fan Daiyu had finished the last book and saw the sky darkening. Her small dazed eyes looked outside and she yawned tiredly.
[Hmmm. I might have learnt all I could about cultivation but now I'm famished and tired. Papa never came back.]
She unsteadily got back on her feet and sleepily wobbled out of the room.
She walked down the small hallway.
Now that she thought of it, the houses here were also very different and intriguing. Nothing was exactly ancient but nothing looked modern either. Everything had a unique mesh it was like its own separate universe with different ideals and had a different perspective of life. It was new and it felt refreshing to her.
The homes had no technology but still had strange objects that seemed to contain their own presence. It all felt very new to her but instead of making her afraid she only felt excitement bubbling up.
There were hallways and stairs. It was like a miniature maze but it was easy to familiarize with. The hallways were small and the rooms had doors that contained unique and beautiful drawings carved in.
She waddled down the hallway looking through every room. Usually all the doors were open since nobody wanted her to get locked in or lost in the house.
No one.
No one.
No one.
After seeing the same thing over and over again, she began doubting her own value again. She shook away her drowsiness.
[Papa left suspiciously all of a sudden. Did they abandon me? However, they left me in their house so that can't be it. Maybe they forgot me because they got tired of me so they just left me behind?]
No one.
No one.
The phrase repeated as she passed by many rooms. Her breathing increased at an alarming rate.She didn't realize that she had already passed by the room her parents were in.
She hadn't seen them in that dark corner so she continued on rushing through every room.
No one.
No one.
By the time she reached the last room in the house she was sweating and hyperventilating. Everything seemed abnormally colossus and intimidating. She could hear her own small heart ramming against her chest. She felt afraid.
She pushed the slightly opened door forward wishing for her parents to be there.
She was afraid but still looked on.
No one.
Her bright eyes that were hopeful yet desperate froze and dimmed to a terrifying extent.
The ground beneath her felt as if it had collapsed and the world around her felt as if it were slowly being swallowed whole by endless madness.
She fell on her knees and could hear her own heart shattering. It was so painful.
Her hopes, dreams, and wishes were all crushed by fate yet again.
No one.
No one.