A tingling sensation erupted in my palms. I flexed my hands, feeling my bones hum. It quickly turned burning hot, but I welcomed the pain. It only fueled my anger further. The feeling spread up my arms and into my chest, rushing through me. I could feel every heartbeat pulsing my blood through my veins, and my vision was hyper-focused on every little detail in the room.
Even more energy built up in my chest until it felt like I was about to explode. I was practically glowing with power- on second thought, I was. I was giving off a red aura. Tendrils of red and orange energy flowed through my fingers and curled up my arms. It looked like I was made of fire. The pressure built up more, and on instinct, I thrust out my hands.
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When the day is dark, and the night is light,
When you’ve been asked to join the fight,
Step away from your family, hearth, and home,
Step onto the path that you’ll now roam.
For there is evil, drawing near,
Evil that causes hearts great fear.
And there is one, one who saves,
Who saves the lives of those who pray.
Her power has potential, great or wrong,
But she doesn't really get along,
With the ideals that are set out for her,
She has a problem, even though she swore
That she’s the one to win this war.
Will she succeed, or will she die,
The future is unclear,
The dark is nigh.
I am dying. I know this because i can feel all my senses leaving me. I can see flashes, recollections, of my past. They preen at me through my lashes. But I am calm. There is a feeling of delirium thumping in my heart, spreading through my body. With the little strength that I can muster, I reach out to take hold of the nearest objects to me. It ties me to the earth, but when my eyes no longer see light, the bond that keeps me on this world will be severed, and no longer shall i be alive.
What if you and a four other people where the only ones alive on earth? After the Apocalypse, everyone died. Except for five of us. My name is Thalia, when I was thirteen years old, the earth was broken by deadly storms, methane, tsunamis, earthquakes. I survived. For years I wandered the earth, raiding abandoned shops for food, seeking shelter. Now I am fifteen, I feel like I have found a home. I have found a band of survivors like me. These people survived the Apocalypse, and now, we want answers .