My Father married me off at a young age for familial connections, and my life may have well ended there. My new partner was a horrible, cruel man who cared for no one but himself. I was forced to serve this man for many dark years, and bear his child. This child, despite my husband's blood flowing through his veins, was my pride and joy. I tried my best to make sure his life would be better than mine when he grew. But I'll never know if I succeeded in that endeavor, for soon came upon me a curse that has remained till this day. A curse inflicted upon me in a dark moment. A curse that ensured my soul would never reach heaven.
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Distance of Truth
FanfictionIt's been two weeks since that deranged homeless lunatic stabbed me, and things haven't been the same ever since.
