The darker visions always left me feeling depleted but I had zero control of which types of vision would come through or how intensive they would be. I had received many dark and light visions since developing my gift of seeing, however this visionary experience was unlike any of the other dark energetic imprints I had uncovered.
The clouds creeped over a darkened horizon, lighting strikes flickered far off in the distance. I could feel the wind swirling viciously around me clinging to my clothing. Everything around me felt cold, not cold because of the wind or the raindrops that had now started sprinkling down around me, but malevolent cold.
Something purely evil was brewing, and I could feel it lying just within the shadows. The dark horizon suddenly lit aflame with light, coming from where Frances and I entered the Valley from the volcano's summit.
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The Diary Of Princess Azalia - Part Two
FantasyAzalia a seemingly normal teenage girl who is forced to get a job at her local tourist attraction. A castle to save up for college. Her small town Raven Cove won't be home for long when she get's transported through a portal into a magical land that...
