"Seven beauties standing around the ceremony stone. Hell rose against them. All seven must bleed on the stone in order to win the battle against the Demons, but one Beauty cannot shed blood. The Seventh Beauty turns the dagger against her and sacrifices her life for the many around her. The Seventh Beauty became a legend in our world and is believed to return to us through another. No one knows her name or what she looks like except the other six beauties that watched her die. All but one of these Beauties is deceased but her location is unknown." Malaya sighs, "And that is one of the many legends of my world or whatever you want to call it."
My sister, Malaya, is a dark haired wonder. She has a fierce determination to overcome any challenge put before her except people. No matter how many people we meet in every new place, Malaya just doesn't seem capable of relating to others. Of course with how much time we spend in one place there really was not a point. Momma died giving birth to me, and afterwards Malaya and I spent most of our time in and out of foster homes. Well that was until Malaya decided to go on a search for our long lost grandmother, whom we now live with. As Malaya returns to her seat the teacher calls on me to step up, so I grab my research paper and comply.
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The Seventh Beauty
FantasyI am currently rewriting this story. Please feel free to leave comments. Being dragged into a war that is now hers to lead, Malaya faces many tribulations and trials but along the way she also loses her brother, Thorn. Now Malaya must learn to contr...
