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THE PROPHECIZED ONE

The bonfire blazed fiercely piercing through the darkness of the night. It crackled now and then dancing in the gentle breeze.

Men, women, children scurried about doing something or the other.

A throne of sorts was placed right in front of the bonfire. It was decorated with vines and flowers.

Sandilo and Vivian walked towards the throne hand in hand. They were flanked by Veron and Apra on either side.  

Vivian was dressed in a beige gown with a plunging neckline. It hugged her tightly at her small waist and flowed down to her ankles.

The gown was held together by metal pins of sorts but it gave Vivian a different look.

Her copper tresses were braided intricately and held together in a tight bun. Flowers were threaded between the braids in a peculiar pattern. Flower garlands, armbands, and waistbands adorned Vivian painting an alluring picture. She looked around awkwardly.

She was never the one to doll up. She expected people to b

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