Her vision was fuzzy and grey and she couldn't quite tell what was happening.
A cloud. A dark, shadow-like cloud. 'No no no no no no no...' She looked down at her left arm and grew dizzy as she saw blood collecting. It was maroon and sticky and everything went dark.
The world was turning and she looked to her right to see a figure with their hands out in front of them, hands splayed. They were too far away for her to tell who they were, but she noticed a circular wall or shield of some sort emanating from their hands.
She looked up and suddenly was lying on her side, her cheek pressed to the earth. Everything was in pain, everything felt like it was being torn apart, she felt as if something was stabbing her through every inch of her body -
A boy was kneeling next her, a worried look crossing his face. Her mind raced trying to remember who he was. A name shoved itself into her mind.
'Noah'.
Everything went black and she was suddenly being carried by Noah in a forest, trying to see in the fading light.
The world spun and the trees were turning white and the ground was turning white and the sky was turning white and the boy was turning white and she was turning white and -
YOU ARE READING
Shadowstruck
FantasyA girl wakes up in a forest with her memory wiped. Now they have to figure out who's behind The Uprising and, more importantly, how to stop them. If they can stop them. They're losing time. And the gods aren't on their side.
