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The Painting in Time

Travelling 200 years back in time, The clock is ticking and time is running, But my heart stopped beating when I saw you for the first time. "Who is he?" "King Charles of Aslan" And that's when their clock struck midnight. A royal tale unlike any other, for those who need a new fairytale +

Emily_as_em · Fantasia
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Chapter 2: Poisoning Curosity

The turned pitch black while I was waiting until my grandparents fell asleep. After half an hour of impatiently waiting I tiptoed to my grandfather's art room and slowly shut the door behind me and carefully turned the lights on.

My breathing became heavier when my eyes fell upon the small door on the wall.

My grandfather's words were still ringing in my ears when my hands reached for the door but I knew I had to find out what was hidden behind this wooden door. There was something, an invisible string which was pulling me towards this door since the first time I found out about it.

I finally took a deep breath and started pushing the door until it suddenly started moving. I took a step back while my heart was racing.

When the door was fully open I carefully took a step but I couldn't see anything, the room was dark, pitch black and while staring into that unknown darkness a sudden fear overcame my body.

Unsure if I should enter the room I turned my head to check if my grandparents were still asleep.

"It's just a room" I said to myself, trying to listen to my curiosity while my gut feeling was holding me back from whatever that unknown darkness was hidden inside.

I gulped and my chest heaved up while I gave myself a determined nod and entered the cold room. Just when I stepped in turned my head and looked back at my grandfather's bright art room but suddenly the got shut by itself.

„No!" I ran back and started punching my fist against the door. I tried to push it open with all my strength but it wasn't even moving an inch and there was nobody who could hear me.

I couldn't see anything and was about to freak out as suddenly a loud sharp sound started filling the room. I screamed in pain as it felt like my ears were about to bleed because of the sharpness of that sound.

I shut my eyes and held my ears with my hands while praying for this sound to stop.

"I should have listened to you grandpa"

I couldn't feel my body anymore and all I could do was to scream in pain. When the sharp sound finally stopped, I didn't dare to move an inch until I slowly calmed down and tried to open my eyes again..

But like a soundless movie, images of this unknown place started running in front my eyes, I was shaking in fear and all I could whisper was

"Where am I?"

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