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The Puppet Master, Pt. 3 by Zoe Kasper
He had soon found the pale figure of Victoria. He closed his eyes before he melted into the sweet darkness that clung to him like a cloak. Meanwhile, Victoria stopped short seeing the large black bird, which soon stopped in front of her. She looked at it curiously before she tried to move on again. The large black bird hopped in front of her, stopping her in her path. “Now what are you doing? You want me to stay here?” She asked confused by the large crow’s actions.
The Puppet Master, Pt. 2 by Zoe Kasper
Read the first part of the Puppet Master here.
The deed had been done, Xanthos suddenly felt tired and overwhelmed from the whole process of collecting the man’s soul. He closed his eyes and let himself fall into the deep abyss of his mind, and opened to find Corbin’s partner Swanhild, the white Swan. Like her counter part, she was also a servant of death. “What’s wrong child?” She asked softly, her feather’s ruffled as she began to preen herself. ” You seem troubled…” Xanthos looked over at Swanhild with tiered eyes. ” It’s nothing.” He said gruffly, not one to talk about his feelings even to his friends.
The Puppet Master, Pt. 1 by Zoe Kasper
You may have noticed some posts with brainstorming ideas for a story called “The Puppet Master.” Well here’s the first installment in the story!
Prologue
He watched her with a pained gaze; his inner emotion’s already starting to take over the brain. She looked so pale against his skin, so fragile now. ” Sara.” He shook her gently, his voice urgent as he forced back the tears. ” Get up…. you can’t leave me now.” His voice was heavy as he looked down at her stilled face. Everything seemed oblivious now; all he wanted now was to die.
Puppet Master, Pt. 2 Ideas by Zoe Kasper
Xanthos must carry out Death’s will. He aid’s the fallen into there eternal rest and also makes contracts with new puppets along the way.
Sneak peek of the puppet master’s promise between death and his sister
“Where are you going..?” She whispered softly, so softly i could barely hear the pain in her tone. Everybody asked the same question, and it’s always the same answer. ” I go where death bid’s me to go…” I said, my tone unreadable as i looked into the distance. “I am death’s shadow, nothing more, and nothing less..”
