~Prologue~

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The darkness begins to surround her vision as the voices in her head tell her to give up.

Tears fall freely down her face with no intention of melting away like she dreams her troubles should.

Her hands claw out to the darkness to reach for some type of angel to pull her out of this hell yet no response was heard to her plea's of despair.

Each day, her worries melt away in the hope that her saviour will appear and melt away all her worries like a fire on a windy, wet day. Yet each night, the worries flood into her mind like a great tsunami of emotions to then produce the black abyss to begin to pull her closer to the edge.

She pictures herself on a cliff.

She started at the bottom of a great mountain once she was born. The heights she has to climb and the obstacles she had to face to get to this point was beyond her comfort-zone yet she pushed herself with the belief of her saviour at the top of that mountain.

Yet, at the top of the mountain was empty, broken, and lonely, a mirror image from the girl herself.

However, once she realised that there was no point to this hill, she tried to track herself back down to hill to the more innocent and happier times as a child.

The times where a reputation didn't matter.

The times when you could be yourself and not matter what others thought.

The times you weren't broken...

After wave of wave of anger and despair, she finds herself walking back up the mountain and to the cliff on the top of the mountain.

Her feet drag her to the edge of that cliff each waking day to only find that there was no point on trying to stop it.

So, she gave up.

Her feet drag her to the very edge and before she knows it, she is falling, For once she felt free.

The air brushed past her face and her worries fell off her like petals from a flower.

Until the falling stopped.

She stayed floating in the air pondering why she stopped before a warm embrace hugged her body. It could only be described as one feeling.

Love.

And after searching her mind for an answer to why this was, she came to a conclusion. She couldn't believe it;

Her saviour had appeared.




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