Chapter One

PART ONE: 

THE TORQUEST KINGDOM

~CHAPTER ONE~

I hate writing in this stupid journal. The Queen's Advisor told me that it was "healthy." Healthy?! What does she know about health?! All they eat are hamburgers and french fries and other unworldly shit that falls from the sky. I told her so and the Queen dismissed me. I feel like I'm treated differently from her other subjects.

          And I am, to be honest. The whole kingdom thinks I'm batshit delirious over something that I can't help.

          I'm a Tristis Eye. That means that I'm "serious." There, I said it. The terrible "s" word. Nobody says that word. Swear all you want, but the moment you say the "s" word, it's over. Done for! You're tossed in cell with nothing to eat but, gasp, french fries. I was put in the Flecto D'ala Detention Center because I kept saying it.

          Never mind that. I'm not even allowed to write that in my fucking journal. But this is MY journal and if that kooky old dingbat thinks I'm gonna do what Her Majesty, the Queen of Screwing Around tells me, then she's also fucking insane.

          How long was I supposed to write in here? Until I got all my "anger" out. Anger! You expect me to write how angry I am that I can't be with my b- never mind. I can understand why and that just pisses me off more.

          She doesn't want me to get dangerous ideas, like wanting to elope. Austere offered that once. I haven't mentioned him at all to my friends. He's my dirty little secret and it's going to stay that way. Unless... my stupid older sister might tell the Queen if she discovers this journal. And then the Queen might kill Austere.

          Oh right. You still don't know who he is. Austere's another Tristis Eye, like me. That's why I can't be around him. The Queen thinks I'm in love with him and fuck her because she's right. He's my damn lover boyfriend, I mean and I can't be with him.

          Shit. I think I hear my sister. Hold on.          

          OK, never mind. Just the wind. Where was I?

          Austere. I remember the first day we met. I was by the knives section in the Cirque de Soleil market and I asked him who he was. He introduced himself and I instantly knew he wasn't like the others. I knew he was like me. He asked me and I told him. He asked to touch my second pair of wings and I let him. I don't know why I did. And as we grew closer and closer, I started to feel something else for him.

          It was this deep burning desire. And when I saw him with his girlfriend I got angry. Angry with her for being with him. Angry with her because she loved him and wanted him and I convinced myself that she was using him so I used my hallucikinesis to trick her mind, to tell her that he was cheating and she dumped him. 

          And when he needed me, I was there. He got over her and when he did, I noticed how he twined his tail with mine. How he nuzzled my neck sometimes. Until one day, we were in a secluded section in the Enchanted Forest. One of the moons was visible. He held me close to his chest and I confessed how I loved him. But instead of telling me, he kissed me.

          It felt so good. All the tension building up inside me while I was crushing hard broke loose and I let go. I closed my eyes and when we broke apart from our kiss, his claws brushed my cheek. He smiled at me softly and said, "You're so beautiful."

          I love him.