Fragments of My Writing
"Silence pierced through the air. No one dared to make a sound as the two faced each other with varied mixed emotions. One filled with regret and yet there is emptyness in her face. The other expresses rage and betrayal. There is no going back. Who would even think to stay in this desolate wasteland? Only one person will pass through the gate. However, fate has already decided who gets to leave. The Raven gives their final gift to the empty woman before passing through the gate..."
"Crimson red eyes glowed ominously in the dark. Her terrible paranoia has become reality. Fear and dread was all she felt. She manages break away from the paralyzing trance and ran..."