War.
Flashes of black, white, and red were everywhere.
Death.
It was all over the place.
A voice like velvet came from behind me and told me to go. To be safe.
I went to turn around to see mother, but I felt a push and a I fell down.
Down.
Down.
Down.
War.
War was all I could remember.
Then I woke up.
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Torn between worlds
FantasyOnce upon a time an angel and a demon fell in love....It didn't end well. 16 year old Isla wakes up in a place where she doesn't belong, with sore scapulas and a past that feels like a dream fading away with every minute that passes. The only memory...
