What if a poor ugly girl was wronged?
What if her hatred becomes an attraction to some evil spirits?
What unforeseen bad circumstances makes her the chosen one?
What if she grows to be the evil queen the world has ever known?
What if she becomes a w...
She clearly heard loud footsteps approaching her......but Nyang'ma was just too tired to even do anything she just remained like that waiting for her death wreath. She tightly closed her eyes.... That's when she saw her face of her telling her those painful words....words that she always lied to herself that weren't true ... But she was too brave to know that she was being deceptive and a fool to even believe what her parents sugar coated on her true self.
Her heart kept breaking as she recalled how solemn her father was as she told her.His voice filled and echoed in her mind....they kept ringing in her ears as she was trying hard to stay sane.She bit her lips hard that they bled.Trying hard to think of anything ....anything .....but all new she could think was the loud GO! that her dad yelled on her face .
And that was it ....just as the first Buffy man was infront of her trying to grab her forcefully Nyang'ma swiftly bent to pick a medium sized stone that was on the ground just next to her. She then hit the man on the nose ....with all her strength . The man stumbled back groaning holding his nose that was bleeding badly. Nyang'ma was sure that she broke that man's nose....the others were too shocked....and so Nyang'ma took that chance to run... Run anywhere ....run without glancing back.....run like crazy.....run to whenever she was needed.
Her tears were flowing on the sides of her face with how fast she kept running.She despised everything that could perhaps make her stop.....she despised her aching body and heart.....she despised her trembling body....she despised her blurry vision due to tears.....she despised her stupid brain that boldly screamed that she should just give up.....she even despised the loud sounds of horse steps on the rough grounds......she despised the sixteen men that were after her.....she despised the intimidating screams of that lunatic Fatman ordering the men to make sure that they catch her and bring her to him alive..... She was now despising the heavy rain that was pouring on the D'hon land.
She ran and ran ..... ran to where she'd never reached before.She just ran without thinking of anything but her racing heart .She didn't know why.....but she knew that she was too tired to live but.....something very strong and loud deep down her.....wanted her to be alive.Though she knew she was too weak to defeat the men.... Surprisingly...how comes she's running faster than the horses...she's too lazy to be this speedy. Was a natural force making her to keep going?....or was she just being too delusional?
She ran on the orange muddy grounds.....her heart raced as she knew that the men were just behind her ....just few steps and they were to catch her.She was running out of energy and she felt dizzy.She was going to give up...she wastoo tired to keep on running. Just when she thought that they were about to catch her....she felt a halt to the horse steps and the Fatmans rebukes....
They stopped ....stopped going after her ...they just watched her run. She was about to glance back when it hit her in mind that she was in a brick of falling of the highest cliff .....she was standing at its very edge....
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