Tree of Life
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Last published Thu, Jul 6, 2023
Elena widened her eyes as her tears dribbled down on the sleet, her side cheek pressed up against the snow, creating harsh cold creeps tingling her flesh; her eyes squinting on the powdery flakes. Attempting to lift her head to the side, she hesitated slowly as she spoke, unaware if it were her last words spoken.
"...please... don't.." She hardly pleaded in mercy, but in a case of life and death, this was at most her welly could take her. Her eyes betrayed her once again and colored her gaze in a cloudy sight before her; to the extent of not knowing the eyes of the monster that was on the verge of beheading her.
"Please..." She sobbed.
A snicker. A snicker from her killer was all the answer she needed for her to acknowledge her future. Exhaling breathlessly, she closed her eyes and awaited her bloodshed.
'Sorry Mother...' She whimpered. '...for not being able to protect you...'
Feeling the wind sweep for the last time, she took her last heavy breath as the sword swayed, and slashed-
'CRUNCH CRUNCH'
Can Elena, a rare born, be able to save this once peaceful world from what it has become now? A plague and a city of torture and death? Or will someone enter her life to change it all?
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