Chapter Thirty-Eight
My Parents' Love Story
It was pretty much the same as my earlier dreams, but it had more detail.
Their were flashes of their lives of their children. The last image was of me and my siblings leaving them after the tiny funeral we held. And then I felt them. My family. I felt that they would see me when I took up my mantle.
The darkness engulfed me, but I could still feel the presence of my family who had passed away.
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A Prophetic Destiny (COMPLETED)
FantasyHow would you feel if your life was not your own? All you live for is to fulfil a prophecy that was created a millenia ago! Hi, my name is Anista, and this is the story of my life, how I went from an ordinary-ish girl to a freaking GODDESS! This st...
