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My whole body is on fire. I prayed this wouldn’t happen, but it's here because Theo refuses to mark me even though I have found him. I fall to the ground, pulling at my skin to stop the burning feeling. Everywhere is on fire—my arms, my legs, even my heart is burning. I scream as I feel the pain increase with each passing second. I’m being burnt alive.

I am amazed, Dear dancing flames of fury in my heart, Can you be put out by the magic of a mere question? All Hearts!!

One of her eyebrows twitches upwards slightly, before cultivating a sly half-smile. I am parched. My agony crescendos. Were Charlotte and Heron back together? When did they reconcile? I do not understand, but the heat prevents me from processing anything else, other than that my beloved was with his true love. I cast my eyes to the heavens. Nothing compared to the pain of the trillion splinters that my heart smashed into. It hurt more than the fire that now began to burn my skin. Peeling my flesh off my lower half slowly. Immense tears brimmed and spilled over the vertical drop of my eyelids. The burning sensation spreads across my chest, making every breath a struggle.

Feeling we have 'Run out of gas' emotionally. Running?? #Unfulfilled_Love #Sabiha_Moyuri

I am happy. Yet, I don't know why but my heart's heavy and I want to burn the whole of Washington down to ashes. What is this feeling? Tbc...

“I don’t care what it is but I will not let it take you But the runes keep burning.

He fuels his raging fury, just like he fuels the fire. He took out Ixora's picture, with darkened eyes. He carefully dropped the picture into the fire, watching the picture burn slowly into the fire with every resentment in him. "Your family made my life hell. Watch as I destroy all of you." "Just like this picture, you will burn, Ixora Castellan, you will burn in my pit. My hell"

My heart is pounding againt my chest i think im going to be sick. Just as my stomach starts to turn a hand wraps around my arm.They are separating us. Men woman and children are all pulled apart into separate groups. "Let go of me" i snap at garret. He ignores me shoving me forward with the other women my age. I stumble but catch myself before falling. Frantic mubbles fill the room. My eyes find Molly huddling with the other children, they are afraid. I would be to but i dont fear death anymore. Death is peacful quiet some would even say a kind. In this world for humans it would be a mercy.

Her eyes burned with hatred. "I will not spare her"

I spat, slamming my fist on the useless bed. He looked at me, desperately searching for the right words to calm my storm, but there was none that could put out my rage. "Now leave. The next time you return, it better be with good news or, better yet, a way to restore my womb!" I shouted, turning my back to him as I sank back onto the bed. I shut my eyes, my tears now dried up. Sorrow had morphed into anger, and my body trembled with the fire igniting within me.