ProphecyOfDarkness

Chapter One...Happy Birthday It’s amazing how the things you don’t remember can haunt your dreams. My mother was murdered the same night I was born. The shadowed night of her death replays in my mind every time I close my eyes, and tonight is no different. A soft lullaby plays in my head, followed by moving shadows struggling against each other, and then a blood curdling scream; ending in an eerie silence, with nothing but the sound of a quiet heartbeat. A hand reaches out and touches my shoulder, causing me to scream and recoil against it. “Flame, sweetheart it’s just me are you okay?” I look through bleary e