Unraveling

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 Aelin

Years of training is the only thing that kept me alive. I make a circle of flame so no one can interfear with the battle in front if me. This is my revenge.

I strike at her, my blade light in my hands. My blows as fast as a cat. But the problem was, she was faster. Older. More experience. My offense soon turned to deffense. I couldn't manage to get a hit in, all I could do was block each strike before it hit my body. I struggle to keep up with Maeve's pace. Her blade was as fast as a cheetah. I have to win. I have to win... 

A sacrifice is required to go through.

A sacrifice... to go through where? My blade slowly gets heavier in my hands. Maeve blows seem stronger each time.  Go through...of course, how could I have not seen it before?

A damaged souls fate of never ending death.

The prophecies riddles unravels in my mind. Going through each meaning, every possibility until one solution is clear.

They shall see everything they hold dear burn.

I know what I have to do, for Erilea, for Terrasen, for Camp Half-Blood. My feet collapse and I roll out of the way of Maeves fierce attack and I get up, my blade drops to the soft ground, this has to happen. It's the only way. My name is Aelin Galathynius and I will not be afraid. 

Maeve smirks. I take a deep breath and watch her facial expression change to fear. Completely terrified. I let go.

My fire, my emotions, sweeps through the Earth. 

Destroying.


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