From A Dragon To A Lamb
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The darkness in those empty eyes enticed a merciless cruelty in Edgard, summoning the fear in his soul. Edgard tried to resist – something which he had never succeeded in all these years. He never eluded from that darkness, but now he had to. He can’t be deployed anymore through this hollow eyes.
‘What are you talking is foolish…,’ Edgard said breaking away from the hold of the dark eyes, ‘… you can’t ask me to do that to my own flesh and blood.’
The smoke hoisted up and the figure had become more rigid than a cloud. An arm extended from its body and clutched Edgard around his neck.
The darkness laughed and mocked Edgard, reminding him that he is just a stringed puppet. ‘You don’t call a god stupid.’
‘Zohua?’ Edgard prodded weakly.
Zohua tossed Edgard away. Edgard slumped down crashing against a wall and gasped for breaths hastily dabbing his with his hands.
‘Kneel.’ Zohua’s voice was a raspy whisper.
Reluctantly Edgard knelt. Shame burning in him, threatening to turn the depths of his body into ashes. That’s how it has been all these years. A dragon turned into a lamb. He thought pitifully. The unrelenting misery never seem to cease.
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