Prologue
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Baciara thought that after the gods saved her from the attack of her aboriginal people, joy awaited her, a hope for new living was all that their salvation was but no, it was from the skillet to the fire and fire to hell.
She opened her eyes to realize that she was inside bars. Dark demons guarded the cage. Nothing she had imagined or even thought of in tremendous horror could compare to what was before her eyes.
The first human figure she saw draw nigh to her was in a black cape. A ray of hope broke through the darkness of hopelessness but it dimmed when she was taken out only to find out that she was 'The Chosen'(as they called her) to quell the dark evil prince whose reign of tyranny and vile oppression have prevailed in a an arranged marriage .
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I lift my eyes to the sun
And i envisage a halo
That spreads its arms towards the farthest reaches
A glorious view in my eyes fills my heart with joy
But the heavens do oppose
With a darkness dimmer than night itself
It poisons my delight and incenses my kin against me
Dismay traps me in Sheol
So it taunts me and my all
The tiniest crack of light seals as quick as it did
A flame that burns turns black instead
Where is the joy that I seek?
Or the pastel light that comes after the rain ?
I bleed and I grunt
Yet do I hope
I've gotta go
I've gotta run
If I do sit
I stay in chains
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I hope you guys enjoy this it. I just wanted to get the plot right and everything so yes now I think I'm ready to go ahead with it.
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Love you all.
You know one thing that I love, it is people who dare to stand out and make a difference ignoring all the minuses of society. And that is who I want to be.
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This is to the GLORY of GOD.
~GraHen
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