Dark throne- Assassin

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Drifting clouds wave good bye on the baby blue sky as it was a morning routine. Avoiding the menacing stare from the scorching sun she closes her eye lids to nothing but orange and amber . She holds her jade dragon necklace close to her pale freckled face keeping her cool-but within there is fire. The dragon necklace marked with scars of adventure as if it saw things from different times, and different dimensions. as though it help to conquer the world.
But Artemisia hasn't been having a sense of compassion or freedom only the willingness to survive . Surviving from not getting evicted from there home,but still on a cracking thin ice ready to pop and drown them with there weeps and sorrows.
Surviving from keeping her mother healthy and able for her to fight and slay the monstrosity that comes inside to fill her body with weakness is known as cancer. Cancer can be cured but it leaves a scar a -physical and mental - allowing your body to crumble like a wall. Ever so much you temple is coping, trying to keep the house together but there is a stormed that the wall can't take the body can't take.

Thinking of the quiet times searching and reassembling her memories, and her thoughts just see it again just to be there again. Finding an acceptable one she plays it filling her head with tranquillity...

For once.

Alaska was pleasurable today the wond kissed her cheek as if it was a messenger from the mountains saying hello. The rain danced amongst the wind from the clouds above trying to suppress the happiness so that they feel the way that it feel lonely cold depressed. On the other hand it no such thing the folk dance with the rain with a such unique movement it causes tourist to stare watch and mimic.

Those moments she wonders if she could have a different life, more spontaneous feeling.
But she didnt know that today would change everything in her future.

Twigs crunch behind.

Emerald turned to face her fatigue mother strolling towards her with flour on her face looking more than 40. Mrs Valkrie had faced a lot of struggle since the war of the dimension. Before the murder of the king, Mrs Valkrie wore her strawberry blonde hair down to her chest with eyes that would catch a man by their heart . But now, her strawberry blonde hair is bombarded with grey strands, her spine hunched with the pain of sharp springs coming out from her bed, dullness consumes the life she once had.
"Emerald come in it's getting late I don't want things to happen to you." Concern in her voice as she wipes her greasy hands on her worn out apron.

Slowly lifting herself from the chair she picks up a daffodil from a patch of green leaves that had fallen in the deserted garden "I don't want to go inside I want to stay out her, explore and be something than just a women at home," passion burning though every word she said.

"okay! "Guilt washed over emerald like water on shore.Thirteen years of staying close by, Emerald has always yearned to adventure further and deeper into the woods. Getting lost in the thick entwined trees stealing her away from the world.

BOOM! A loud thud moved the ground shaking and smashing objects to the ground. Mrs Valkrie drop to her knees suddenly with water filling her eyes blurring the vision she has. Emerald jolted in her seat ready for what's coming for what will try and kill her and her mother . But she wasn't ready for the mist trapping her and her mother tightening it's grip on they oxygen suffocating them . With the life her mother had left she gripeped the ground moving herself forwards closer to Emerald clasping her moist hand and whispered," Don't ever forget you can change you to be become the true you, you have power , I am sorry for not helping you before". Squeezing all the strength she had to Emerald, boosting and enhancing the emotions but not only that but she felt her mother inside her, helping her guiding her . Suddenly the mist stop changing into a shadow? No. It was to define to be one it was a figure formung into a tall man with a cane, tapping it to the ground repetitively. His eyes beaming as though he it meant you will live today and suffer.

The world around Emerald was swaying the colours of the trees turned ruby red like wet paint the trees dripped to the ground and she felt as though she closing her eyes to nothing but the stain colour of red.

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