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Wounds of the Past
Wounds of the Past ch. 2
Taylor Crowe knew it was a dream.
The exact same way she knew her mother was dead.
It came to her.
It's that simple.
She walked out into her front yard and found a note held down by a small bone that lookd as if it were shaped as a frown. The note read
" It was foolish of you to go after me, just as it was foolish of me to try to enjoy the last dregs of life pouring from the sands of time. I will rest in peace now that i am in heaven, and i suggest you do the same.
I watch you, and i fear for what is come.
Remember me my sweet child, and care for your brother"
-Lorana
The end of the note didn't just say Lorana. After it was a ghastly looking bony crow that had seemingly bloodshot button black eyes and a sharp pointed beak. the one thing different about this crow was that it was crimson, the color of blood.
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When Taylor Crowe awoke, she was in her bed, with fluffy pillows all around her.
When she shook off her drowsiness, she finally noticed her younger brother staring, at her, a tight smile on his lips and a worried look in his eyes.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked my brother.
"Take a look see for yourself," he said, and then he tossed me an a hand mirror with an intricately carved silver handle, and the same blood red raven.
I looked at myself.
I had changed. i now had cheekbones, piercing gray eyes, long mocha brown hair with natural golden highlights, full pale pink lips, and a strong nose. I was gorgeous, but i wasn't me.
"Do you know whats wrong with my face Rich?" i asked my brother, still checking myself out in the mirror.
"If i knew i would tell you, so it means i don't," he looked at me with a hard gaze and then said, i found this in the yard. He handed me the note, and the rib.
I placed them on my bedside table,hardly glancing at them. I shooed my brother from my room and then thought about the reality of my dream. It had all happened but it felt like i wasn't controlling myself,it also felt like ancient history. I sighed deeply and then put my brain to rest. No use reopening wounds of the past.
The exact same way she knew her mother was dead.
It came to her.
It's that simple.
She walked out into her front yard and found a note held down by a small bone that lookd as if it were shaped as a frown. The note read
" It was foolish of you to go after me, just as it was foolish of me to try to enjoy the last dregs of life pouring from the sands of time. I will rest in peace now that i am in heaven, and i suggest you do the same.
I watch you, and i fear for what is come.
Remember me my sweet child, and care for your brother"
-Lorana
The end of the note didn't just say Lorana. After it was a ghastly looking bony crow that had seemingly bloodshot button black eyes and a sharp pointed beak. the one thing different about this crow was that it was crimson, the color of blood.
-----
When Taylor Crowe awoke, she was in her bed, with fluffy pillows all around her.
When she shook off her drowsiness, she finally noticed her younger brother staring, at her, a tight smile on his lips and a worried look in his eyes.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked my brother.
"Take a look see for yourself," he said, and then he tossed me an a hand mirror with an intricately carved silver handle, and the same blood red raven.
I looked at myself.
I had changed. i now had cheekbones, piercing gray eyes, long mocha brown hair with natural golden highlights, full pale pink lips, and a strong nose. I was gorgeous, but i wasn't me.
"Do you know whats wrong with my face Rich?" i asked my brother, still checking myself out in the mirror.
"If i knew i would tell you, so it means i don't," he looked at me with a hard gaze and then said, i found this in the yard. He handed me the note, and the rib.
I placed them on my bedside table,hardly glancing at them. I shooed my brother from my room and then thought about the reality of my dream. It had all happened but it felt like i wasn't controlling myself,it also felt like ancient history. I sighed deeply and then put my brain to rest. No use reopening wounds of the past.
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well how did ya like it? i always post short chapters, its just my thing.