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Chapter Forty Five: Viridian
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2021-06-03 02:41:32Lyanna Stuart
The next day, I woke up from a strange dream, I catched my breathe and tried to remember what it was all about. There were image flashing before me. Skye was there, she was trying to kill me but then a black shadow appears... consuming- sucking the soul out of me. I saw glimpse of JD and Arthur calling out my name.
I was standing on top of many dead bodies.
Death on my viridian sleeves and red lips.
What was that all about?
The last time I had a dream like that... it foretold everything about the war. Was this another prophecy? But what it is telling me? Could it be that Arthur's alive? I mean that would nullify my magic's requirement explaining the massive deaths... right?
I shake my head and tried to get it out of my mind. I took a deep breathe and chuckled, "I would do everything just
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