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The ❤️ of my life! #birthdaybash #dsughter #meandmyhubby #love #party (her: Klampenborg Galopbane)
Guys! Chapter 1 of my #StrangeLate story, "The Necromancer's Daughter" is now online! Please check it out and don’t forget to vote and comment! I will update it weekly on Fridays/Saturdays so be sure to add this in your library so you;’d be notified of updates! Thanks in advance for your support!
Excerpt:
one || Return and Reawakening (on Wattpad) http://w.tt/1OpTZpR
“The first thing she remembered was a drumming noise.
It was faint at the beginning, almost inaudible even in the vast, isolated silence that surrounded her. The beat started steady but with each rumble, each heavy pounding, its loudness grew and grew as if its source was moving closer to where she was. It filled her as she unsuccessfully covered her ears with her hands to muffle the sounds. She soon realized, a little too late, that the sounds wasn't drawing nearer to her, instead, she was being whisked away towards its root. Its pull rhythmically became stronger the louder the drumming got.
As the tug of the invisible force amplified, her other senses simultaneously woke up from its prolonged slumber. Her nose registered a foul, rotten smell; her mouth tasted metallic and vile; and a paralyzing cold blossomed from her chest, spreading outward in quick successions mimicking the rapid drumming in her ears. The weightlessness she had been accustomed to slowly left her and the familiar pull of gravity she didn't know she'd been craving for took hold of her entirety. She felt the sensation of free falling. To where, she doesn't know.
Finally, with a sharp streak of light slicing through the darkness, the abrupt return of her eyesight, her lungs expanded and she drew a huge breath. Her first in two years.”
My mom just came in my room and turned my light off... I replied with "I still have my bra on!" Then she replied with "but you took your makeup off!" Touché fine woman, touché.