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But I couldn’t move Because deep down, I already knew This wasn’t just another enemy This wasn’t just another war This was something far worse Something personal The lights flickered—once… twice And then the room fell into darkness A soft sound echoed behind us A step, then another, far too close, and before I could even turn, a voice was clear and unmasked breathed right behind me. “Did you miss me?”

He accepted the cup and sighed as if he was forced to. "Are you not afraid that it's poison?" "Would you stoop so low to poison me?" Wade retorted, giving him a look. "You know me so well," Vincenzo laughed. Maybe, Wade thought, maybe if they weren't enemies, they would have been good friends. He wasn't going to lie. Seeing him here makes him feel better. Even exchanging sarcastic remarks could brighten his day. Was it Vincenzo like those people, the ones who killed his mother? A part of him didn't believe it while another part of him wanted to believe that Vincenzo was this evil monster who goes around killing people without reason.

Is someone trying to ruin my life. This is the proof that my life isn’t that normal. Because I realized I have enemies. // WyByCa

There’s a real and dangerous truth to the cliché: you are your worst enemy. I set my tea aside and put my head in my hands and the crying starts again. Hiccuping, weak pants and tears give way to great, shuddering sobs gobbled up by the lonely, cavernous farmhouse. As darkness leaches the color from everything around me, I slump to my knees on the floor before the fire. **

My eyes scanned the freshly inked words on the scroll, a brief sentence that sent an unsettling chill down my spine. Just a few minutes ago, my battle with Maddox tomorrow had been the most serious thing on my mind, but now this mysterious letter had taken the spot. I read the word over and over again, and they got even more scary each time I did. The strange letter read like this; “ Prepare for the worst. Your blood and bones have turned against you. You have become the enemy of your own future.”

The particular rhythm of something that lives underneath ordinary language. I ran in a forest that was mine before I knew my name Red moon watching something behind my ribs running faster than my feet trying to catch up to myself never quite Damien read it twice. She saw him read it twice. His jaw tightened slightly — not with anything negative. With the particular response of someone who has just read something true. He kept going.

I motioned to the dining table for us to sit, and when she was seated, she clasped her hands as she waited for me to start. “So, where do you want me to start,” I asked nervously. “You’re an acquaintance of my brothers, but I’ve done some research on the internet, and it says your family and mine are enemies.” Her eyes filled with tears. “When our fathers were in charge, we were, but since Luca and I took over, it’s a bit more civil, and I would never hurt you.” “I know that,” she admitted. “Will I have to choose?” “Do you think your brothers would make you choose?” I asked her, suddenly terrified of what she might say.

And if it is really meant to be someday in the future, I hope our paths will traverse yet another time, and maybe then we can have a chance, a chance to happen, although I don’t hope for it is scary to expect without certainty. Where does my faith go? I placed one earbud on my left ear and played a song from Spotify. I was listening to the song, If I Were You by Switchfoot, and was looking at my face in the mirror thinking what to write next. 2020 enemies What a dismal odyssey Hell bound the apathy Is there any remedy? 'Cause we bicker over Listerine With Twitter as our liturgy What a crummy legacy 2020 enemies If I were you And you were me

We face every war with high head and broad shoulders. I Dont see my enemies being tired. Yes, they are dying in the hands of my demon soldiers but only when they are attacked on their necks. A strike of sharp sword on their necks, a powerful snap, choking them etcetera is causing death to them. I have to know more about them. This isn’t the first time other universe have attacked ours. Actually this is first time I dont see fear in my enemies eyes. “I hate it”.

Our adversary, the embodiment of all that sought to destroy us, revealed itself, its malevolence radiating like a toxic aura. As our gazes locked with the eyes of our enemy, time seemed to stand still. We knew that this final confrontation would determine the course of our destiny. The weight of our entire existence bore down upon us, and with a collective surge of strength, we launched ourselves into the heart of the abyss.