Tree Maiden

Prologue

(Written in 2016)
UNEDITED

Author's Note: Hey readers. First off, thank you for reading my story, you are awesome! This story is told from two Points Of View(POV). For all of you who hate that type of book, sorry and here's a little secret, they aren't easy to write either. There for, my updates maybe slow, I mean really slow. Please bare with me I sure that you won't regret it. If you do let me know at the end of the book and next time I will try and make it better. The first character doesn't have a name at the beginning so for now they will be ???. Thank you again. Plz vote, it helps knowing that people enjoy reading my story. Keep it positive and cool guys I'm just like any other person and words hurt. Though I don't know about my writing skills, they are pretty godly😏😛(lol JK). On to the book.😊
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??? P.O.V

It's cold and dark. I am lost in the world of darkness. I can't see anything, never could really, at least I don't think I ever could. But this darkness is heavier than before...... My head is pounding. I feel energy coursing through my body to each of my limbs. This energy is old, powerful. A flair of pain suddenly rips through my side. I have the strange sensation of falling, I can no longer tell what up or down, it's like time has frozen and I am left floating through the empty space of my dark, cold world. Faintly, I hear something ring out from afar. The sound is warm and comforting, almost familiar, I don't know why. Calling..... Calling..... Something tickles my face. The feeling is strange, foreign. I feel disconnected, like I'm too small and light; as if I am no longer rooted in place. The pain surges again, screaming to be acknowledged. The darkness moves, growing larger, seeking to engulf everything in its path. Its strength increases, pull and tugging at my consciousness until I can unable hold it back. I let the darkness engulf me, for I am done fighting. And in the last moment of wakefulness, I feel something break. Something ancient and controlling. The sound sickens my stomach, but I am too far gone now to beginning thinking what was broken. Only god could possibly know what was yet to come.