Silvia Moon-Heart, a special soul with hair as black as a night with no moon or stars and brown eyes so dark it seemed black.
She thought nobody knew her secret. Not a soul.
She thought she was safe.
She thought nobody would find out.
That is what she thought.
But boy, was she wrong.
She was just three. That day, ripping her childhood from her, when she saw blood on the floor.
All she saw was red, red all over the floor and the most horrific sight a three year old shouldn't see, her parents, dead, her 6 siblings, dead. That was the first thing she saw on her own birthday. The only thing imaginable to do, was to run, run far away from the horrific people that did this.
Stumbling into a field, far from home, it was so beautiful, but that sight wasn't there to stay. Dust blew across the field, ripping each and every plant from it's roots, quicksand puling her legs down making them stuck.
Suddenly, she felt a tug, her body being dragged against something that felt like glass shattering, pulling her through it, and leaving her own world, Timpone to our very own earth.
She was found, by a young, beautiful girl with fiery red hair and baby blue eyes, in the midst of a battle, bloody, and most of her bones broken. The only thing that wasn't broken was her spirit.
And from that day on, she was unbreakable.
She was Silvia Moon-heart, the girl with the unbreakable spirit.
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The Victim
General FictionSilvia Moon-Heart, a special soul with hair as black as a night with no moon or stars and brown eyes so dark it seemed black. She thought nobody knew her secret. Not a soul. She thought she was safe. She thought nobody would find out. That is what...
