moonlight_child

Meka held her arms close to her body as she crouched down into the shadows. She held her breath as two guards walked by. She waited for a few seconds then stood up. Leaning against the wall Meka made her way toward two big doors, suddenly without warning a tingle in her left arm shot throughout her entire body. She gasped and fell back against the walk. What? Meka closed her eyes. What is this? Meka tried to stand but her legs were weak and seemed to fold beneath her. No… she hit the ground with her right fist as she quickly moved to an empty dark room where she went out cold.

He waited for Meka to stand up, he had a sinister smile on his twisted face. Meka held her stomach in pain as she coughed up blood. Looking over her shoulder she tried to stand. With one fast motion, she found herself again on the ground. He stood over her, sword in hand, looking down at her. Meka tensed as he bent down to her. “Look at you… so bloody….” He moved Meka’s hair from her bruised face. “…you look just like your mother…” Meka’s lips began to quiver. He stood and suddenly thrust the sword into her heart,

“No!!” Meka woke up screaming. She felt her heart and looked around, She gasped to catch her breath. When she heard commotion outside the doors she jumped to her feet and hid. She had to find her way to the princess no matter what. My sanity depends on it. Meka said to herself as she made her way to the princess’ chambers.

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Love is like a gust of wind; it blows and then goes away...
Without you, my soul goes out of control on the brink of danger...
My world is already in a violent storm