Wars Of Wrath

Wars Of Wrath

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Kali screamed as the smoke ripped threw her body, all the while holding her firmly in place. The memories flashed before her minds eye as she watched as a small golden-haired child grew. This child's life was connected to kali in a way she couldn't see yet. Then by the girls sixteenth birthday and the day she lost her first kiss to her childhood best friend, she saw the small spark of the shadows in the girl's eyes, then Kali knew. She was her blood. As the memories continued she saw as she married her childhood love, she saw their love for one another. Suddenly the flashes stopped as though someone had pressed pause and all that was in front of Kali's eyes was the girl silently screaming as a large man stabbed his claws threw her heart as her love looked on. Gasping for air Kali was back in the dark cave, the dripping of water all around her as she looked up to the hooded shadow in front of her, "Who was that?", their silence was her only answer. A tear rolled down her face as she thought back, she would find who that was and who had taken her from the world.
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Editing! Cover done by: GollGappay 🥇First place in the 2018 Rahma Awards. Alhamdulillah.💖 °•○●°•○●°•○●°•○●°•○●°•○●°•○●°•○●°•○●°• They say that you are upon the religion of your friends. Suhaib couldn't agree more with that statement, as he witnessed the horrific scene in front of him. He had been a complete fool; he had thought that he would be a good influence to his so-called friends, yet he had been unaware of the danger that lurked in the future. As the time had passed, he had realised that they were harmful, but never had a situation like this cross his mind; never had he thought that he would experience such a heart wrenching sight. The cold breeze swept past him, that caused the hairs on his nape to rise. The wind howled as if grieving along with him for the loss he experienced. The leaves rustled in the vicious storm. The clouds poured down their burdens, mourning along with him. He stared down at the horrific site. Her body was cold and lifeless, sprawled upon the floor, like a discarded piece of insignificant trash. His heart pounded wildly in his chest - the pain he experienced was so raw, he felt as if his very own heart had been torn out and trampled upon multiple times. He knew the image of her lifeless body and horrified face would forever be imprinted in his memory, and no matter how many years would pass, the pain would forever be embedded in his heart. He slumped down beside her cold body. Tears streaked his face, his vision blurred, his heart felt as if it was snatched out of his body; leaving him barren and hollow. He looked down upon her body that was stained in scarlet; her face had been mercilessly bruised and cut. The only girl he ever loved so dearly stared at him with lifeless, horror-struck eyes, drowning in a pool of her own blood.

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