All Things Come With Good Reason

Footfalls echoed from the back of the basement. Creepie and Undecim ran toward the sound, the girls never assumed it was paranormal right away. They were always prepared to find a squatter or a client playing a joke on them. The sounds led them to a dead end near a pile of carts on the far side of the basement. Creepie called out to the person, she demanded they show themselves but there was no response. — Read chapter 5 of The Inner Council: Dream Journal here: https://www.wattpad.com/627320621-the-inner-council-dream-journal-warehouse Please vote up on the chapter if you enjoyed it, and share/reblog it! Art by @princesslovelydreams

come sit down next to me idiot

sit next to me right now. 

now listen to me young man, i am talking directly into your ear now. i need you to do me a favor. you will do this for me. i need you to go to gamestop, and i need you to ask the bastard working the counter if they have bambi on the ps2. if you come back empty handed youll be in big trouble mister. you will never see the light of day.

Creepie took a hard tumble on the hallway carpet and ran on all fours after a quick recovery, she lost her balance and slammed into a wall. Creepie and her surroundings changed when she came in contact with it. She became a black silhouette highlighted by blues, pinks, and yellows depending on her position under a bizarre light system on the ceiling. Objects appeared the same way. In truth, the exact lighting was indescribable. Creepie sprinted down the dark hallway like an animal and tried to avoid various creatures as they morphed out of the shadows. An array of multicolored highlights illuminated the figures’ bodies. She saw blobs with eyes, horned wolves, and humanoid creatures. Two stood out to her the most: a stag as tall as the ceiling and an owl with kaleidoscope eyes. The colorful silhouettes manifested until Creepie crossed through another tunnel of light. — Read chapter 4 of The Inner Council: Dream Journal here: https://www.wattpad.com/594347217-the-inner-council-dream-journal-a-vital-decision Please vote up on the chapter if you enjoyed it, and share/reblog it around! Art by @princesslovelydreams

Read Chapter 2 of The Inner Council: Dream Journal here: https://www.wattpad.com/581539178-the-inner-council-dream-journal-the-first-hangout —— Creepie followed Einsam upstairs and curled up on his bed to watch him play a first-person shooter called Honorable Soldier. It was common for him to plug into a game when she visited. Creepie stayed quiet and watched to keep him happy. The boy swore at the screen in frustration, he almost hurled the game controller twice. He slammed the controller down in his lap and cupped his face with his other hand when his team lost at the end of the match. “You get too upset over these stupid games,” Creepie muttered. “You wouldn’t know how agitating they are. You don’t play them, woman.” “I don’t play them because I don’t have time for repetitive nonsense.” Einsam looked at Creepie, he failed to hide his amused grin as he stared her down. He shook his fist at her and entered another thirty-minute round. Art by @princesslovelydreams

Read the first chapter of The Inner Council: Dream Journal here: https://www.wattpad.com/578299690-the-inner-council-dream-journal-the-year-begins —— Daisy took caution when she crossed a rickety wooden bridge and the rocky narrow path it connected to. The path took her to the mouth of a cave with a cathedral room inside of it, she peeked her head in and gazed at an altar. Tapestry of an angel hung above the altar, stone pillars sat on both sides with flames dancing from the golden dishes on top of them. The tapestry depicted the angel with a gleaming sword held in the air, his golden hair blew about in a gentle breeze. Daisy entered the cave and approached the altar. “Gale?” A bright light manifested behind Daisy after the name was uttered. Gale stepped forth from it with his arms behind his back. “Ira, how may I assist you?” “It’s about Eleven—” “Now, Ira, I don’t need to be reminded about last night.” “No, Gale, I wanted to ask you for help.” He stood still, waiting for her to continue. “I wanna guide Eleven this year and I came to ask you to help me out.” Gale looked down and shook his head. “I have tried guiding her for the past two years and it is useless. Neither girl listened to me or they ignored me altogether. Nueve did not heed any of my warnings and Ten only cared if it involved Zehn.” “But what if we’re able to do it this time? You’re supposed to be a guardian angel, it’s your job to try your hardest even if they don’t listen. C'mon, Gale, I need your help with this.” Daisy spent an hour negotiating with Gale and she resorted to begging after a while. Gale stared at her as he weighed his opinion on the matter, then he turned and spread his wings to take flight from the cave. “Alright. I will assist you. I cannot promise a smooth outcome from our endeavors, but we may give it a go.” Art by @princesslovelydreams

Young Danse is so awkward …