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10 years later, part 2*ZING!* "Morning training, is there anything worse than morning training?" she said as landed on the rooftop. "They will never find me up here" she thought gladden. The icecold wind did not bother her, her purple fur was thick enough to shut it out. Her claws on her toes and fingers gripped into the roof and kept the wind from blowing her off the rooftop. It didn't stop the wind from playing with her darkpurple hair and toss it around her like several whips. After only three minutes she could hear the dogs barking from inside the big building. "Sigh" she thought. *ZING!* She teleported agian, just to confuse the dogs, it always worked. "Dogs... To stupid" she said and giggled. She felt a present she didn't expect to feel and she heard a voice she didn't want to hear.
"Look who 'dropped' in", the voice said. The voice came from an older woman, looking like she was in her middle forties. The purple girl turned around slowly, barely daring to face the woman. Just to look her in the eye fo
Prologue, part 1It was cold. The short purple fur tried its best to protect her from the raging storm but it did not succed. The icy wind blew right trough it and made her skin cold as ice. It was a cold unable to ignore and it woke her up.
She lied in a white, icy field with snow whirling around her and she was completly shocked. It was bright, very bright but non the less all she saw was darkness. She didn't know where she was or who she was. She couldn't remember anything of her past. She was confused and scared.
The snow started to find its way in to her skin trhough her fur. She didn't know if it was the loss of her memory or the cold but she couldn't get up. She couldn't move, she couldn't think and she coldn't breath but she could feel her heartbeat, she could hear her heartbeat. The only thing still warming her was her heart pumping around her blood.
She didn't knew if she lied there a couple of minutes or for several hours but she managed to survive. To survive until a black shade
Crown of ThornsShe wakes up with red staining her pillow
and the taste of blood like iron in her mouth
It stains her teeth and leaks from her lips, and as she
rinses her mouth out, she can’t help thinking that
it’s better than dirt and ashes
it feels like she’s wearing a noose
of broken promises and shattered glass
that tightens around her throat with every day that passes
She nails a smile to her face
and doesn't let herself think the word dying
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