FROM THE MOMENT

Savannah Brielle Palomarez is one opinionated woman. She never backs
out in arguments kahit sino pa man ang kaharap niya. But that one strong asset of hers is the prospect that ruined a long-lived relationship. Kaya walang pag-aalinlangan siyang lumuwas palayo sa siyudad at nahantong sa probinsyang unti-unti nang tinatakpan ng alaala niya.

From that moment, her life changed. At ito ay sa katauhan ng isang lalakeng sinasangga lahat ng patutsada niya. Bawat bala ay tinutumbasan nito ng patalim. Not to mention his oh-so-hot charms. So basically, she just met her match.

Savannah knows better. She's done with sinister-looking guys. They break hearts. But from the moment she saw her walls crumble, lahat ng pagpipigil sa sarili at matibay na paniniwala ay parang bula na nag-laho. Kahit ano pang gawin na pag-puwersa sa sarili at isipan mo, when the heart speaks, there's nothing you can ever do. Screw mind over matter.

OBSIDIAN ISSUE #1: PUSHED

We tend to build a stigma to those who have done the gravest things solely for the sake of living. Kahit sa anong antas ng kabutihan, nahuhusgahan sa nag-iisang pagkakamali. Sa sukdulang mga posibilidad sa mundo, ano ang maaaring magtulak sa atin pabalik sa katuwiran? Are good morals enough to shove us back to righteousness?

As a resident of the wrong side of the society, Aleah Torrevieja felt unsafe. A name that was nothing but a warmed-over for someone who has been living up to her father's expectations, she decides to elude the foreseeable fall from grace. Kaya noong nakakita ng pagkakataon na makawala sa puder ng ama ay sinunggaban na niya at lumayo. A beauty who is void of emotion and raves for independence, she wants the same for her whereabouts. Void. Unfound. Not even the slightest means of communication.

As a self-confessed criminal, she's aware of her need for refuge to the other side of darkness.

Azriel Fontaneza, a single father, a man who had his own fair share of a bitter past, prefers the low profile living with his seven-year-old son. It is not beyond the bounds of possibility that what we deem as a mistake turns out to be someone's disguised blessing. Naging palaisapan sa kanya ang babaeng nagligtas sa anak nito sa nagbabadyang kapahamakan. But regardless of being a stranger, he trusted her, leading him to offer the job for his son.

Ang tulak ng damdamin ay sadyang kay hirap sugpuin. Ito ay alam ni Aleah. But the lies and deception she's trying to run away from stayed close in between. If she wants to start anew, it must be free from all the guilt and seek justice for the implicated lives lost. Ano ba ang dapat ipaglaban? Ang kanyang kalayaan sa kamay ng mapangahas na ama, o ang katotohanan para sa lalakeng mamahalin niya? Could an intense feeling beat the morals to finally push her to justice? Or it could be that in one way or another, she'd find herself getting pushed into the coldest depth of his heart.

OBSIDIAN ISSUE #2 : WOUNDED

You met me with death in my mind, a war in my soul.
While what caught my sight was the ink in your bones.
I stepped into the midnight with those black hole orbs.
Half crescent mystery, there's more to you that I need to know.

Amity's a fruit that two could share.
I fell to your abyss along the hundred days and care.
Its acquaintance was a leak of your ways; A vent for void spaces and search for a saving grace.
This is toxic, I knew this would be.
But you are kinder to me than I am to myself.
The more you inhale the less you breathe the air that has to keep you alive with me.
Yet I aid for you to get over the passing even when I haven't yet saved myself.

One night, I lay in your arms while you can lie straight to your teeth.
There was only one white lie that I want me to believe.
"Tell me you love me, even when you don't and can't."
You said, "Yes, I do." A stone-cold tone, and raspy bland.

The scrape in my chest by the sharp of your cheek bones.
Consoled the fire of pain with the each kisses you've blown.
Every bite you make always turns blood red.
Every bite was soothed by the gray in the smoke of your cigarette.

Half-hundredth day, I began to notice.
Hollowed cheeks, and your empty mouth in every kisses.
To feed you with words of love only falls bare,
for nothing fills your lungs but nicotine air.

This has been a sacrifice, I knew it would be.
I never listened when you said, "Stay away" 'cause you can't walk away from me.
You turn your back every damn time you're sober. But when you're fucking high, your hands reach mine then you pull me closer.

And I do. And I realized. Deep down and hard.
As I tie the rope in my neck and watch my life written in scars.

I do. I've always known but I chose to disregard.

That in loving a broken man, I earned a wounded heart...

OBSIDIAN ISSUES SERIES 3: MARKED (SOON)

OBSIDIAN ISSUE #4: BELOVED
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