"Unhappiness and quarrel has been brought down to this world. Hate and destruction will choke it's very life," the priest'ess mourned deeply.
Beside her lay a child, asleep and unstirred. Her hair wrapped around her like the firey sun at noon. The princess has been asleep for months now, unable to wake. After the sight of her servant dying to pairs of bandits, it seems her mind could not cope with the images of how he was shredded to pieces.
War has corrupted the Kingdom, the king has died in battle. The queen is ignoring everything around her, only thinking of how to save the kingdom from peril. She didn't even notice her daughter until a few weeks ago. Her older brother, heir to the throne is making decisions on the ongoing battles happening in the outskirts. No one had time, nothing was said. The priest' ess, disguised as a castle servant got up knowing that it was the girls decision if this world will be redone peacefully, or destroyed to it's core.
"May you be the Angel of darkness, who resides in the darkess of Covens. Or the Dragon of light - one painted on the domes of our majestic cathedral," the priest'ess spoke.
" Darkness will always begin in light, light is reborn in the Darkness,"
It was time to go. One final battle will end it all - no more could be done. The earth itself has already been tainted with so much blood, areas of the world no longer thrive.
" May life be restored once more,"
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