Happy New Years! Here's some more of my writing for any fans out there :D Feel free to comment your opinions!
“She doesn’t have
a pulse,” the older man muttered.
“She’s dead,” the other said.
Destiny bit her
lip, kneeling next to the girl. She scowled, tears filling her eyes but she
blinked them away. Torris stooped down, closing the girl's blue eyes. For
the first time, Lydia noticed the marks burned on her neck, making a black
necklace around her throat.
"Who did this to her?" Lydia whispered.
"A Magus traitor," one of the strangers said. He couldn't have been older than twenty, blonde curls falling in his chocolate brown eyes. Lydia felt her heart flutter in recognition. She knew him though she wished she didn't.
Lissa
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