Long live

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The bled cut through the flesh and skin of her chest, she could feel it slice through her rib cage. Sliding in between them, cutting at her lungs, letting the air be filled with thick warm blood. This caused her to choke and hack, blood spattering onto her clothes and the demon in front of her. He hissed out words as the blade felt to almost grow, cutting through her lung completely. This shook a scream out of her, feeling her back split open as he pushed harder. Her scream was a raspy thing that shook her bones, letting more blood in to her choking lungs. She felt stinging tears fall down her cheeks her clear visio going black around the edges as he turned the blade.

The demon chuckled in joy, smirking at her, he raised his hand petting the tears int her scratched and burned cheek.

He whispered in a raspy voice into her ear, it giving a fitful twitch as energy drained from her body while her oxygen shrunk.

" Long live the queen,D̷̶̶̡̛͔͎̻͍̪̞̼̫̼̣̹̘͎͚̟̖̞̬͓ͣͭ͒ͥͮͪ̚ȩ͓͎̯̮͕͖͖̬̭̱̹͖̹̜̱͕̥̹̲͗̋͆ͧ̽̌͌̀ͬ̈́̄̆̂͗̈̀͞͝m̷̪̜̤̗̤͉̻͖̲̼̖̙̔ͥ̓ͤ͡ö̡̨̱̣̼͇̣͔̱̹̗̖̠̬͉̭̱̬́͂͛̈̊̆͌̏ͯ̌̋ͤ͢͡n̽̈́̋ͦ͗͌̉ͬ҉̶̸̸͎̙̰̭̳̭̝̩͍̬̪͓̬i̵̡͚͓̻̤͍̜̹̱͚̰̰̬͕̺̩̪͒̐ͤ̎͂ͩ̍͛̃ͣ̅͂̊ͦͩ̒͂́̚͢c̶̨̞͉͍͓̫̱̣͋ͯͫ̃̀̋̒͐ͤͬ͋̿͒̾̕͜͡," His voice shook with laughter, "My queen!"

He finished in a shout as he pulled the knife from her small chest, kicking her feet out from under her.

'How did he know my name, How, how, How, HoW HOW???', her subconscious screamed as she fell on her side, crying out with a whimper. She could hear the yelling and shouting, pounding of feet towards her.

She saw a man with dark tanned skin tackle the man down, stabbing a small dagger into the demon forehead. He was a smudge of color in her vision.. Who was he, he seemed scared San sad. I began to mumble words from memory, I didn't know what I was saying but I knew I needed to say it. His figure where it was fading to gold started to reappear as he starred down at me in shock.

He continued to scream my name shaking my shoulders crying out, he pulled mw onto his life as he cried out tears falling on me.

" Come one... through, if not.... Do it for Them..... the..... Please" he sobbed, out my hearing fading in and out, i saw his hands glow with a soft red. He was trying to heal me I could tell. It wasn't working was it?

I looked up seeing the beautiful purple sky, it had freckles of stars differing in bright lights. The purple faded into oranges, blues, and pinks. It was amazing. My vision continued to fade out into darkness. Is this it, is this death. I felt cold, yet a warmth cut at my skin as i wheezed in the few breaths in I could.

This is good bye isn't it. Oh it is. I felt the black color finally cover over completely as my eyes felt glassy



































































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The warmth was back as i stared at the blackish brown. It was burning this time, I took in a breath feeling dust fill my lungs i coughed. Hacking and gasping pushing at the ceiling. It felt like a smooth wood, finally i was able to break through it. Falling out of the cushion i was laying on. I stayed on the floor?, yes a floor i think, taking in breaths getting my lungs filled.

When i finally looked up, it was like nothing changed. It was like when i first fell asleep that night. I stood up, why did things look shorter?

"Fa-Father" My voice came out as a croak, i reached my pale hand up clutching my throat. My voice scared me, it sounded like I hadn't talked for years. I stumbled over the toys on the floor, in the same place left them. Wouldn't the maids have come and cleaned my bedroom by now? I walked up to the mirror, starring at my reflection.

My eyes were still the same red, my blonde hair had grown over my shoulders, held in the buns i wore everyday. Wait wasn't my hair dyed blue for my 7th birthday? I reached up with my hand taking blonde piece in my hand, its long. My skin was still pale the birthmarks of 'x's still under my eyes. I had grown taller...

How old am I? These clothes are too small... I turn back looking at my closet my eyes landing upon the thing i was in.

A coffin.

I was in a coffin. A coffin, does that mean i'm dead?

I ran from the room, slamming open the door, scarring the guards at the door. I screamed as they instantly grabbed my arms.

"Halt!! How did you get into the Princess's grave?" He shouted

"I want to see my father" I screamed in return, causing him to flinch. He looked me over, his eyes trailing over my goat like horns that curled over my small lion ears. Two small red horns grew in between them. His eyes continued over me, soon landing on the royal crest on my stomach. The crest that showed i was royal. HIs eyes grew wide as he starred at me, both men letting my arms go dropping down into a crouch like bow.

"My Queen" he said to me his head down, the other looked up at me in some sort of awe.


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