The Secret
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Last published Fri, Jul 17, 2020
Red tinged my vision as I suddenly stopped trying to control the rage.
Embracing it I lifted my burning palms towards the creature.
White hot fire spurted out of them incinerating all in its path.
Ugly shrieks filled the air as more of the creatures burned. The flames devouring everything and it felt good to let out that rage.
To see them burn.
When there was only one left, the one who killed my father I murmered, "You should not have killed him!" before letting the fire engulf it, it's screams piercing the air.
A flash of light momentarily blinded me and then all was still for but a brief moment before reality hit me.
What had just happened? My hands felt hot, burnt. But apart from the scar on my palm they felt as smooth as velvet.
Carenge surrounded me. Little fires had started in various places around the garden and the how place was covered in black Ash.
Pain, both physical and emotional ripped at me, drawing the last of my strength. The engery the rage had afforded me disappeared now that I had no target.
When soothing blackness started to set in I didn't fight it. The turmor I just experienced was to much to process so I let it take my hand and lead me away from the pain.
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My secret is one no one can know about! No. One. So when I find myself tied up in a dark room I know I'm in trouble!
With the world on the line, can lizzie kept her deepest, darkest secret from her family?
And what of goofy Carter? Handsome, Charming and very forbidden!
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