"Enchanted to meet you in every lifetime"
~Austin kim~
The night was thick with silence, the kind that pressed against the skin and made every sound feel amplified. Shanaya stirred in her sleep, her face contorted in discomfort. Her dream felt too real, the air too cold, the whispers too loud.
She found herself standing in the middle of a tomb. The walls were ancient, carved with inscriptions in a language she couldn't comprehend. A faint light glowed from an orb at the center of the room, casting eerie shadows that danced across the walls. She looked down and realized she was standing in a perfect circle formed by intricate symbols etched into the stone floor.
"What... is this place?" she whispered, her voice trembling.
The air grew heavy, and a figure stepped out of the shadows. A boy, his face obscured by the dim light, stood at the edge of the circle. He felt familiar, like a memory just out of reach.
"Who are you?" katherina called out, her voice echoing in the vast chamber.
The boy didn't respond. He simply stood there, watching her with an intensity that sent shivers down her spine. She took a step closer, her curiosity overriding her fear.
As she reached out, hoping to see his face, a sudden gust of wind swept through the tomb, carrying with it the sound of a woman chanting. She whipped her head around, her eyes landing on an older woman standing in the corner of the room. She was cloaked in black, her face hidden beneath a hood.
The woman raised her hand, muttering incantations in a language that made the air vibrate. The symbols on the floor began to glow, and Shanaya felt an unbearable heat rise beneath her feet.
"Stop!" Shescreamed, but the woman didn't waver.
Before she could move, an invisible force pulled her down. Pain exploded in her chest, sharp and relentless, as though her soul was being ripped apart. She fell to her knees, clutching her heart, and let out a scream that echoed through the tomb.
Everything went black.
Miles away, James was fighting his own battle.
He stood in the center of a tomb eerily similar to Shanaya's, the air around him cold and suffocating. The walls bore the same strange inscriptions, and an identical glowing orb hovered above the center of the room.
"What the hell is this place?" he muttered, turning in a circle.
As he took a cautious step forward, he felt a presence behind him. His body froze, every instinct screaming at him to run, but his feet refused to move. Slowly, he turned his head, catching a glimpse of a girl standing just behind him.
She was bathed in shadow, her features obscured, but there was something achingly familiar about her.
"Damon," she said softly, her voice like a distant melody.
"Who are you?" he asked, his voice unsteady.
The girl didn't respond. Instead, she reached out, placing her hand on his shoulder. The touch was cold, but it sent a surge of warmth through his chest, a feeling he couldn't explain.
He tried to turn fully to face her, but before he could, she let out a piercing scream.
He whipped around just in time to see her collapsing to the ground, her body convulsing as though in unimaginable pain.
"Hey! Are you okay?" he yelled, rushing to her side.
But before he could reach her, the symbols on the floor lit up, blinding him. Her scream grew louder, reverberating through the tomb and shaking him to his core.
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The Destiny Of Red String
Romance"Didn't believe in fate until I met him " Aanya Singhania "A human body has trillion of nerves and she managed to get every one of them " Austin kim She b...
