Thunder booms as the rain hits the ground. Lightning strikes the trees, and the rain begins to feel heavier.
Shaking the blood off of her skin, a girl stands up in the middle of the wreckage, and torment. Her gray eyes were as dark as the clouds, and her skin was pale like the hail that fell beneath her. Her hair was golden like the lightning that struck something behind her.
Her lips were red like the blood that was running down her cheeks.
In the middle of all this, what she really believes is all that matters. Her hair that was tied in braids whipped around, from the harsh wind. A small word escaped her lips, a word that no one would ever hear.
Her eyes shut tight, wishing all of this away. But whatever comes, you cannot stop.
The trees knock over, one in her direction. Tears roll down her cheeks, mixing with the blood. The tree crashes ontop of her, knocking her on the ground. She tries to feel her legs, but all she feels is numbness. Her legs were broken, fractured, and bleeding.
Her hand was formed into a fist, and then she let it loose. A necklace dropped out of it, and fell into a puddle of her blood.
It cleanses itself, and shines in the middle. It slowly hovers into the air, and then disappears in a flash.
Her heart jumped, and then she struggled to get up. She let a hand out of the necklace, but then fell back. Mud mixed into her golden hair, and made her cough. If she could have one wish, it would be, to live.
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