The Art of Magic

Fate of The Stars (I)

It was a lake of blood.

She was all alone as she stood withing the murky blackness.

The only guiding light she had was of the ethereal flames that stretch towards the endless horizon.

Screams of both terror and hatred echoed across the black skies.

Ruin and Decay surrounded her as she looked around.

From beyond, slightly illuminated by the fire, a series of structures obscured by a thin film of shadow, revealed it's visage.

She forced her way to trudge the lake of blood, waist high. With every step she could feel rough hands grab at her ankles pulling her beneath the blood lake.

The closer she got towards the structures the harder the pull.

Soon enough, bloodied corpses rose from it grabbing her hands to prevent her from getting closer.

The woman glued her palms together then she was instantly covered in bright stellarite armor that covered her except for her head. Her long black ponytail that seemingly extend tll her waist.

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The woman shouted as the dark skies sp