All Chapters of Of Frost and Fire: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter 01 "What were the use of my creation, if I were entirely contained here?"– Wuthering Heights Ramona (age 20 )Dean (age 26) I was born a freak– a freak with a monstrous nature.My nature, I learned at a tender age, was a beast to be tamed and led around by a leash, never to be freed. I was raised to do no bad deed, to wrong no soul, to make only truthful heeds, and draw perfect, straight lines. But most importantly, I was to contain the freak deep inside of me and never let it glimpse light. And so, I have locked it away within me, down a cold abyss of my mind; in hopes of bashing its burning head and freezing it to death. However, despite all my tries, its will to live and thrive did nothing but swell each day. I always had a fear rushing within me that one day it would take over me and like a hurt animal start to lash

Chapter 03 "I have a right to abuse my birthplace."– North and South, Elisabeth GaskellLooking back at the footsteps he has left, on his wake, as he strode along through the snow; the sense of such meanings as fear and torment started to draw an image before my eyes. I was not to make it to the ceremony, I was doomed. I couldn't lift my head up, walk an inch, nor move my neck: I was pinned, crippled in one place. Thoughts of wrath, violence and anger started to flash and glow in my brain and they mingled with fear, fright, and pain. He was laming me with a single touch.At the end of the circle the trees had made, near me, he paused with a darkened glow. He stood there a moment, a breath away from me. Chest heaving, his eyes traveled up and down my body, in which the blood shall start to freeze cold if I were not to do anything against the hand he was grasping my wrist with.I kept feeling those dark

Chapter 05 "Fire and IceSome say the world will end in fire,Some say in ice." ― Robert FrostFloating up in the atmosphere with my knees curled up to my chest in a ball of fire, I realized I was shaking, wincing in pain, breathing heavily; and that my body control was not working under my will. I strived to stop the seething heat that was coming out of me, but nothing I did seemed to work. I couldn't fathom where possibly have I gone wrong. Was it some word I said wrong? I spent years reading the book of enchanted rhymes, and love spells that I found in the attic one time when I and Ophé were but little kids playing hide and seek. Could it be a forged copy? Had I angered the spirits, the trees, the lethal creatures?Doomed in

CHAPTER 07 "December's wintery breath is already clouding the pond, frosting the pane, obscuring summer's memory..."― John Geddes A Familiar Rain

CHAPTER 09"All kowledge meets an end at the question'...WHY?'" ―  Criss Jami, Healology