Twokindoms Stories

(DISCONTINUED) I gasped. I could remember chunks of the dream. It was something about a building. No, not just any ordinary building, a school in a palace. And something about having sparks on the palms of my hands. But, there was also something about a long, sharp, and shiny blade piercing my chest one inch after the other. Then blood rushes out of my chest and mouth as they pull the sword out. I fell to the ground in one big heap. The blood flowing out of my mouth dripped one by one in a puddle near my mouth. Someone came rushing to me but my vision got into a blur though. Then I died.

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