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RUHN Danaan

Crestent City - RUHN Danaan

House of Earth and Blood

House of Sky and Breath

House of Flame and Shadow

Sarah J. Maas

Crescent City House of Flame and Shadow

Ruhn AND Hind/Lidia

Characters belongs to Sarah J.Maas

As I looked around the room wondering why everything felt off; I continued my day like nothing was wrong, but in the back of my head I knew something was going to go wrong, terribly wrong.

Looking around the room wondering why everything felt... Weird. I ready my self for anything but nothing came

Seeing a shadow quickly dissaper I wish I would have checked the windows faster.

The sound of a dog scratching at my door normally didn't bother me,

But feeling my dog beside me and it being 3:42 am exactly, it was unnerving.

As I looked at the tree from my kitchen window I realized,

His hand was still sticking out of the ground

As I walked home silently, I could hear the silent patter of feet following me. I knew better than to turn around. My grandfather had told me stories just like this often. All I could remember as a child was that the man would kill me if I turned around. Of course growing up I stopped believing it was true. But as I unlocked my door I heard, "Congratulations, you won the game! Let's play again someday!" Suddenly the ghost stories my grandfather and co-workers told me seemed a bit more believable.

Trying hard to steady my heavy breathing I started to cry hearing him come closer. I knew there wasn't much I could do.

After all I already killed him eight times.

I was cooking lunch, excited for my husband to come home. I stopped, hearing a knock on the door. I opened the door to see two police officers standing at my door. I knew them, I knew them well. They worked with my husband. "We are so sorry ma'am," one started "Your husband was ran off the road in a high speed chase," the other finished. All I could do was stand there shocked.

White

White,

Looking around that is all I could see,

Nothing else,

Just white,

There is a slight ringing in my ears,

Grandma always said it was because I don't eat enough,

But where do you find food in a place like this,

Just a void,

Nothing else,

Just white,

Sad,

That's all I could feel,

But I know I shouldn't feel like that,

Mama always said not to,

White,

All I could see was white,

Standards set to high,

In the clouds,

All I could see was white.

Sweet words

I have a way to make words sound sweet or sour,

That's what I have always been told,

Don't worry it's not just me,

All women do,

But,

Any words that leave my mouth better be sweet,

Sour words means you aren't willing,

Not worth it,

Not enough,

But what if I don't want all my words to be sweet?

What if I like sour better?

Oh, well, you can't be sour,

It's unlady like,

While your at it take off that tie,

Your not a guy,

But...,

Stop there, those words aren't sweet words.

My legs startes to burn.

I really wish that man had not seen me using magic.

As I sat alone in the darkness the sound of footsteps scared me.

How did the Zombies learn to walk normally?

Their screams, that's all I could hear.

I just wish they would be quite.

They never told me they would talk, much less scream.

I wanted to quit, but...

The morgue is the only job I could find

Running down the hallway, frightened of what was following me. I heard her scream and I knew it was over. He was satisfied, for now

I watched him run, confused, the man said he would fall for me. As I walked closer he tripped over a rock and I smiled, raising the knife above my head. The man was right! He fell for me!

As I watched the killer take my friends one by one, I thought to my self as they screamed "Help, Crystal please help!" That's still not my name.

She sings an old song. One long forgotten. A song only she remembers. She sings for many and yet nobody listens. They pass by her, like they never saw her. Because they can't. She's long dead. She does not know it, but she no longer needs to breath. No beating heart to keep her going. She still continues to sing.

The song she sings is a deadly one...

One sung many times before...

Many have heard it...

Not so many have told of the song...

They die trying or never remembering...

No one ever telling the tale

I ran as fast as I could, but he still chased me......

I guess he really wanted his arm back

I'm a crowd full of people, I'd want to choose you, over and over again.