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Year: 0 Day: 1
They're coming for you. They're coming, my sister. The voice grows more frantic. They're coming! THEY'RE COMING! Shuddering, I let out an unearthly scream. "Mama! Papa! Make it stop! Make it stop!" Before, they would come, rushing to my side; my mama holding me close to her chest, and my papa stroking my chestnut curls, until I fell back asleep, and had better dreams. Before, I would have that dream, and no more. But now, now they're gone. Gone since yesterday. Now, I face these terrors on my own, not as the same girl I was, but a new one. A betrayed one. A shattered one. A broken one. But one ready for vengeance. This time, I dream yet again, a second dream of sorts. But this dream isn't really a dream; this dream is a memory. A memory that I gained yesterday. A memory of my parents' murder. A bullet to my papa's head and a knife to my mama's heart. This time, I have no one to soothe me, no one to help. At least, not yet. If I can fight and make it through the night without them finding me, then maybe I can make it to Daphne, my cousin, and Severus, my advisor. Or at least, that's what the gods said.
With a new urge to survive in order to avenge the untimely death of my parents, I chant myself to sleep, if only to find Daphne.
A/N. Sorry for the short chapter, but that is the way we previously wrote it and how it flows with the storyline, so there isn't much we can do about it. Anyways, hope you enjoyed and feel free to give us suggestions for both our writing and Miala's journey.
-Blue and Faith
