First Spark
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  • Reads 358
  • Votes 22
  • Parts 15
  • Time 2h 15m
Ongoing, First published Jul 18, 2017
What if I told you the world has burned? That a single flame erupted the whole earth in to ash? Chaos held the throne, greed stood beside him. Billions dead, millions more at the hands of our own.

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That was when it first happened. When the chaos caused humans to forget their humanity. We have learned from the mistakes. Rised from the destruction and evolved from the storm.

Our world's now lie in glass domes that protect us from the aftermath. We are the few that remain. Then I found out that there were more, people hidden to stay alive, with eyes better than owls and ears better than eagles. 

Perhaps the world needs another fire.

A single flame to make us believe.

The first spark towards saving us all.

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I gave the best of myself to someone who didn't have anything to lose. I didn't know how to avoid my lover's toxic and abusive flames. My lover's twisted words were like a maze inside of my head that I couldn't escape. Sadly, my lover's actions hypnotized my thoughts and paralyzed my thinking. I learned the hard way that love isn't leaning in for a kiss, and a fist meets you halfway. Love isn't being a punching bag because someone decided they wanted to beat on you today. Love isn't saying I love you just because someone wants to keep you to themselves. I tried to be there for my lover, but I learned it is impossible to fix the broken pieces when the glass has shattered. There will always be pieces that are not repairable. However, I kept going right back to the person who I needed to walk away from. I was afraid, and I wasn't brave enough to wake up from this nightmare! I made the choice to suffer when life is meant to be lived and enjoyed. Will I find the courage to know my worth and know that I deserve better than the distasteful lies that are whispered in my ears? Will I have the strength to fight my insecurities? Will, I set myself free, or will I let my love be the death of me?