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All Chapters of His Prophesy: Chapter 51 - Chapter 52
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His Prophesy: Is this the end?
Chapter 51: His Prophesy Jessica traced Nadia's mother in the human world with the help of one of their coven elders. She told her the changes in Nadia and how it affects their plan and she promised to do something about it. Yetunde, Nadia's mother went to her altar and chanted a spell continuously, it made her have control of her creation, not her daughter but the beast she created inside her daughter. When Nadia was eight, in she began an experimental soccerey on her, destroying her childhood and replacing it with pain, screams and truama.'I can't swim, I was taught how to' Nadia answered to Cian question if she could swim.'Even during your childhood?' Cian said and made a light wave with his feet. 'No, I had to help my mother' Nadia said pushing out the painful memories of her childhood, the way she screamed as a result of what her mother made her eat and drink. 'Beware of Jessica she said from nowhere brewing some mix feelings in Cian. 'Take it and kill me, you don't deserve
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Epilogue
Cian was going through some old shit in Clint's room, he brought out two old boxes that laid in the closet. On top of each of them was his and brother's name boldly written. He opened the one belonging to him, it was full of some old toys and some pictures that consisted of him, his brother and parents, some had his friends in it. He found a picture that showed him laying his head on Asher's lap and Asher had his fingers tugging on his hair. At the bottom of the box was a crystal globe, he fancied it and kept it in his room, on his study table. On the night of the bonfire, before the arrival of Karin and the rest, the crystal globe glowed and Cian saw a young face, a girl. She had sky blue eyes and blonde hair, 'Unicorn tears' she in amusement before she stood up and left.==============The young blonde girl left the crying young unicorn and ran to an old castle which was close by. She has spent her whole life calling this home. Her parents werr in the garden, they seemed to be in
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