Wars Of Wrath
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Last published Fri, Dec 7, 2018
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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