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Cursed moon

Author: Deborah O
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Chapter 1 The treacherous night

Word Count: 1072    |    Released on: 20/06/2023

e towering castle only deepened my sense of foreboding. The vast, rugged terrain seemed to conspire against us,

s with every breath, as the reality of leaving our pack

responsibility bore down on me, the burden of ensuring my mother's safety and well-being resting solely on my shoulders.

d breaths, she signalled her need for a brief respite. Her voice, filled with weariness and desp

ne. "No, Mama," I whispered, my voice laced with determination. "You haven't faile

hild. I couldn't ask for a better daughter." Her words, feeble but heartfelt, carried the

o her, desperate to keep her with me. Panic laced my vo

th fading strength. "You... will always carr

flood of emotions. "But I need you

ps. "You're... never alone. Remem

d. I cradled her lifeless body, tears streaming down my cheeks, as

ound emptiness as if a vital piece had been torn away. Yet, even in my grief, her words echoed

gh tear-stained lips. "I'll find my way, and

that would forever bind us together. And with a fragile spark of resilience, I rose to face th

steps echoed, and the forest appeared to recede. Searching for Mama, weaknes

proached the door, desperate for help. Silence met my pleas, while whispers swirled in t

sion clouded my senses, but their comforting touch provided solace. Faint whi

he world, and I found solace in their embrace. Frustration twisted my features as memories of that dreadful night flooded my mind, where eve

ds, urging me to calm down. But how could I find calm amidst the storm of emotions brewing within me? The memories of that night played on a loop, and in the midst of it all

he woman approached, holding an injection in her hand, and pressed it against my skin. The needle pierced my flesh, causing me to flinch, while the man held me st

man, his soothing presence, provided a temporary respite from the turmoil raging inside me. His chin rested gently ato

re is Mama?" His gaze bore into mine, a mix of annoyance and weariness. He let out a heavy sigh before a commotion erupted, the entr

s muscles tense through his shirt but before he

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