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Down with the Old
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Ongoing, First published Sep 29, 2019
The dampness is the first thing that I notice as I open my eyes. The pain in my joints and my muscles remind me of the fact that I am chained to a wall right now. I take in my surroundings and recognize where I am immediately, I've brought enough people here to know it in my sleep.
The Dungeon. 
More specifically the Castles dungeon. I used to bring prisoners here in the service to the king, and now I have been brought here myself. I let out a small chuckle recognizing the irony of the situation. As I do, an agonizing pain cuts through my chest making me gasp in pain. I look down and see the gash across my chest. 
Well actually, judging by the pain that is emanating up my neck all the way to my cheek. It feels like I have a massive gash down my face. 
Well, that will certainly be a nice scar to tell the ladies when I get out of here. If I get out of here. 
Treason is never an easy sentence to get out of.
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Book 1 in 'Mend Series' He screams at me, slapping my face twice, 'You deserve all of this! You don't even deserve to live. You should die and do me a favour!' I shield my face, making him more furious. He stopps slapping and I had only few seconds to catch my breath when he kicked my wounded ribs from previous beatings. I screamed, thinking it was loud enough, but was just an feeble attempt to stop Aadil. At that moment, the flashbacks of me being tied to a rod, with my parents enjoying the blood pouring out started playing. It's repeating all over again, and this time I may not survive to escape. I was taken back in time. I feel I am back at that hostage room and me escaping to get out of this country is failing miserably. I mumbled with the little energy I held, 'Mum, Dad, please stop...' But again, it was of no use, as my vision is displaying full of colourful, dancing dots. My breathing is becoming frantic every second, trying not to pass out, but it seems my body doesn't want to keep up with all of this. If this is really my ending, so be it. With that thought, the peace that I always imagined is starting to consume me. This is the end for me. I can finally rest peacefully. The sound of Aadil's voice coming from a wide distance somehow is keeping me awake. Wasn't he by my side? Maybe, maybe he realized how wrong he was all this time. Maybe, just maybe... His voice, that's filled with agony, whispers in a forlorn voice 'I'm sorry Hayati. Please stay alive. Don't leave me...' ___________________ #9 in spiritual ( 29th October 2017) #6 in spiritual (10th December 2017) #5 in spiritual (11th December 2017)