Stay strong...

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Amelia is strong, beautiful, wise and modest. She is also soft, forgiving and weak. But the night her family dies, everything changes. She will kill the dragons, if its the last thing she does.

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4. the next day

The destruction was ghastly and a cloud of inpenetrable dust settled Over every thing. This was worse than ever before. When I first awoke, I had no idea where I was. Ash covered my body in a thin layer, darkness surrounded me. "Mary? Mama? Papa?" My voice broke as I remembered what had happened. "No, no,no, no" Tears were streaming down my face, "NO NO NO NOOO" I screamed. My body was shaking and I was walking, running... away. Then I was falling. I lay there in the dirt and ash, choking and gasping. Pieces of my soul were dying. no no no no...

I looked at what had tripped me, wiping away my tears, putting on a cool exterior. Letting the pain kill me on the inside. Oh no! no no no no. A body was at my knees. I had tripped over a body. It was a nightmare. I was so cold, alone. Oh so alone. I wiped the black ash off the boys face. His eye lashes were like crescents, but they did not flutter open. His face to pale on the black canvas surrounding him. His lips were parted slightly. Matty. I never got to talk to him about the prophecy. And now I never would. "Why!!!???" I screamed. "Why let me live?!" "WHY PUNISH ME EVEN MORE!?" I got up... and I left, in search of any thing.

My whole village destroyed... I travelled in pain for several days, never eating, only drinking when my throat was so dry it reminded me of the ruddy flames that had ruined my life. I wallowed in sadness and regret for two weeks, stumbling over rocky mountains, before my sadness turned into anger. The dragons did this, were they proud, were they happy, did they laugh? Anger seared through my body, rocking me too the core. It washed away the pain, it made me feel strong and so so so mad. I smiled at the thought of ripping of their heads, killing them. Making them hurt!

My sister had wanted me too be strong. I was going too be strong. I was going to train every day of my life, before I met Blazerath. Then I would kill him. I saw mountains in the distance and a that cave went deeper into it. Perfect.

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