The Unspoken Words

Run.

My heart hammers in my chest.

My legs burn.
My lungs ache.

I can still feel the ghost of his hands. I can still feel his breath on my neck. Can still see his eyes. Those eyes. Cold and grey and unyielding.

Run.

The farther I go , the closer he gets , but I don't stop because I know if I stop running -
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Like every other eighteen year old , it's Rose's time. Her time to leave her life behind and move to the Dome. Her time to train. Her time to become an assassin. She'll face trials and obstacles that could make or break her. She'll make new friends. However , she will also make many enemies, mostly coming from the rival academy. Fairwiew. Will Rose make it as an assassin ? Can moving to the Dome help her escape her haunting past or will it lead her straight to it ?