An Echo of Wounds

An Echo of Wounds

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"~And I would choose you in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality. I would find you and choose you.~" Kiersten White Every mortal in this universe has his heterogeneous, compatible soul. They are meant to find each other and make life come to life for one another. For some, the journey starts as a war of hearts but ends as a triumph for love. For others, it begins as a lust of delight but ends as the devastation of bliss. But what happens when after years of severance it re-emerges as an echo of wounds? The tale of love, betrayal, kingdoms, and dynasties.
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The things I knew that were once unethical, were bound to be saintly. The dreams I dreamt once upon a time, seemed to be an epitome of nightmares. The heart I thought I stole long ago, always belonged to someone else. The crimes I have committed all my life, became a handful of lessons that I ought to learn. The world I looked up to once, became a mortal enemy of mine. The family I thought would disown me, fought my battles for me. The life I never imagined I'd live, sadly it became a life I'd rather live than die. Lastly, the guilt I carried in me for the each and every second of my living, was a poison spreading and gradually banishing everything around me. Clearly, I was bounded by the past! Never have I imagined for the galaxy of guilt in me to steadily transform into a matter of great; Love. No, it wasn't for my dead sister, or for the woman I once claimed to love, or for my money-grubbing father, or even for the woman who was destined for me. Majestically, it was for Someone who I never ever thought it would be for; My Maker. Well, it's mind-blowing how the ugliest of matters bring out the most beautiful of articles! -Guilt is a gift from Allah, warning you that what you are doing is violating your soul.- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Started: 22/12/2017, 7:15 pm. [All Rights Reserved, froward 2017]

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