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curled up in an attempt to protect herself, from the forces she feels
around her, she sits in a corner of the grand room, the fire place still
has the ashes glowing after the fire it had burned in it. The great
stone walls and floors are cold to the touch, but she doesn't notice.
Her thoughts are fully concentrated on the forces. The forces have evil
intentions, she knows that she will be harmed if she doesn't protect
herself. The light of the candles enlarge the shadows on the walls, the
shadows of these entities that are trying to invade her soul, the
entities are anxious to take over, to control her every thought. She
knows that when she gives in to them she will loose herself, the
strength she posesses inside, the wisdom and freedom of her spirit. She
fights them, trying to keep them from entering her mind, she cannot
loose this fight. She knows that she needs more strength to chase the
forces away, to keep them from taking over, to keep them from
influencing her every move. She has always been proud of whom she was, she knows that she is hated and misunderstood by many, they are the ones that have sent these forces to her. Not willingly, but created by their own ignorance and hatred. They fear her, her the girl who was always there to assist the ones who needed assistance. And now they have repayed her by sending these entities to invade her, to deprive her of her powers, of her individuality. How many hours was it now, since she had felt their presence, she could feel herself getting weaker, her strength was almost at it's limit. She can feel the forces coming closer, ready to attack at her weakest moment. She knows in her heart that she is loosing this battle, she stands alone, no one to help her in these dark hours. Slowly she realizes that she has been lonely for so many years now, banned by her own people, by her own family, only because she was not the same as they were. Maybe giving in to these forces will make an end to her struggle, will make the loneliness disappear, will enable her to be with her family once again, to hold her sister in her arms once again. Slowly the darkness sets in, her doubts have opened a door to the forces, just a small opening but it is all they need, they seep in her soul slowly, carefully, ready to defend their just conquered ground. In the back of her mind her soul screams out, begging her to fight them of, to stand her ground, to be proud of whom she is, but it is too late, slowly she gives in, and loses the will to fight, no longer will she be an individual, they have won, again.
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