How Would A Person See the World Filled With no Faces? 

Would God Even Hear the wish of poor man's Soul?

One And Many Wears A Mask Yet More Than Few Are Used.

And Yet Here I Am Your Lost little Lamb Not Knowing Where to Go?

As one of the many that haven't seen the Worlds of the Cruel.

But I, Your little lamb you can't even love.

I A person Who wished to be loved.

I Who Desire's To be Loved I Who wished for your Grace.

Yet Even infrot of Deaths Door why Can't you shine your Radiant Light.

I Cursed you and World I Once Love, You the One I Trust the most. yet the Anger and Wrath That Shrouded my Hearth Wieghed.

And Yet I Who Prays For You yet Again. I who wish to be Loved. I Who wished to be blessed with your light. I who begs For Your Grace why Can't My Love Reach You're Heart.

A Portrait Of A Witch

As both of them conversed the Witch's eye didn't look away. seemingly lost in her thoughts, she sighed. having thought of an idea the smile on her face grew more prominent. 


<Oh, nothin ~~~> She spoke playfully as her gaze on the young man never left. 


Annoyed for some reason. Izach on his own could only rub his temples the absurdity of understanding a woman is too complex. Knowing that the only person he Conversed with most of the Time was his butler. he could only feel the limits of his Sanity and patience. Note to Self, Understanding a woman will only cause headaches. He thought while making a mental note 


Sighing the young man looked at the woman with a worn-out look "Then what is this so-called needed sacrifice?" He said as he swallowed the dried alive in his mouth. praying it wasn't so Overly absurd. he could only close his eyes. 


Chapter 24