Hi, how are you all? I hope you have read MI mage, my other story. It is a bit fragmented, like memories from a broken mind. Sorry... This one will be good, I promise! CC HELL
Her name was not important, nor was it something she could even remember. The only thing that she could remember was a face. Well, if you could call it a face. It was more of a skull. In fact it was actually a skull...
But that skull was long gone. Dead and gone. She walks in the ashes, alone. She sees only grey. The ashes pattern the bottom of her white dress and it covers the ground as well. The flat ground once made interesting by the many hills that had once been here. That was gone too and she was pretty sure that in some way it was her fault. She walked over to the only land mark left.
An old church standing foreboding in the empty landscape. The stained glass windows were gone and it was missing one wall. It seemed to beg her to turn around and run, to go away. But she was being pulled forward by some unknown force. She walked in, passing the heavy doors hanging off there hinges. Passed pews with jagged splinters of wood. As she walked up the once red carpet she felt a strange felling of excitement in her stomach. She came to the very front of the church, the place where she should have been married, and fell to the floor and began to cry.
"What have I done!?" Valkyrie Cain whispered.
Well, how was that then? Please read AND review!
CC HELL :)