In Time We Fall

In Time We Fall

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I could hear their screams echo into the night, the sounds of guns blaring as people shouted for our death - my people's anguish cries, pleading to be let free. These sounds were the embodiment of my past, and I couldn't shake the feeling that it would also be my future. Everyone I knew, everyone I ever came to love, dead before my child-like eyes.
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The world was fire. All I wanted to do was burn with it. After another day of screaming and fighting, I could only sit by my window and pray that absolution would come. That I would finally be released from this Hell. She came then, maybe a figment of my imagination or a ghost from the past. A version of me long gone, or perhaps I was a version that was born to devour her. Her face was hard, but her eyes were apologetic as she handed me her dandpattas. "It is time, chhota draigan." I closed my eyes then, steeling myself, and began to hum. Oh, what to be born from chaos - what to be born from fire and blood.

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