Cries ring out from warriors. The clashing of metal fills the air. Green pastures become a crimson red. The sight of buring fires on house overpowers my vision. Children cry out for mothers and fathers. Woman scream in terror trying to get away. Some are lucky and survive with their kids. Others lose a loved one or their own life.
This peaceful land belonged to me. Now look at it, it's vanishing before my eyes. I scream as loud as I can only to be taken away by one of my soilders. My eyes burn with rage and frustation. I claw and scratch desperatly trying to get free to help.
Then off in the distance I see his symbol. A white flag with a red flame burning slowly. How could he attack my country. We did nothing to deserve this!
Before I get to far of myself, I will start from the begining. The begining of peace, kidnapping, fights, uncontrollable desires, and trust. This is my story.
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Fantasies in a Whole Other World
This journal will hold stories i have created in the past and present. Each will be short unless it's really good. : )
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