The ruins were no more than a flashback to the once alluring city. Now it was just the broken remains of a beautiful disaster. Bodies were haphazardly situated at every corner of the irreversible debris, guarding the area as if they were protectors. They had faces made out of reptile skin and piercing blades for claws with bodies of decaying humans, dripping with blood. When day would blossom (a fragment of light piercing through the poisonous black ashes of clouds) the beasts would fall into slumber.
No human life could be detected within a radius of 100,000 miles and if it could, it would merely be a collection of bones and a soul that was once full of life. Now, the city was forever cursed to be no more than a reminder of what was once a resplendent realm. Only a harsh perception of reality stood in its place. The reality that there would no longer be children playing out on the streets, merchants selling their fine goods, poor beggars pleading for money, or any human life at all.
Fortunately, there was a way for the unforgiving curse to be broken. The only way. Unfortunately, it required the pieces of the broken Prophecy to be brought together and be returned to its original form. This could only be done by the hands of a living, breathing human and those didn't exist anymore...
or did they?
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❇ 𝔗𝔦𝔩𝔩 ℑ𝔱 𝔈𝔫𝔡𝔰 ❇
ParanormalTwo girls bound together by an everlasting, irreversible fate. A prophecy told 1000 years ago has already set their destiny in stone. Linked by a rivalry that has gone on for generations in their families. Now embarking on a journey together to s...
