Bismillah_poetry
Bio
Maryam loves writing poetry and all things meaningful. Depth is the language of her heart and poetry the pen she uses to convey it. She is a devout friend of nature, Beauty, and all things led by Truth‘s Hand. Divine Love is her healing.
Stories (8/0)
The Crescent Key
“Luna, we’ve been at this for days. Don‘t you think it's a lost cause? Maybe we’re wrong...” Luna could barely hear Ellise. She could only hear the voices. The voices. The voices that made her an outcast by their very mention. She was considered the village witch at six, when the voices first appeared. Back then, they would only appear when something bad was about to happen. The voices, as she called them, whispered to her in a strange language, yet she understood their meaning perfectly. She used to try to warn the villagers, telling them what the voices told her. Things like when the castle guards would ransack their village, or when a blizzard was approaching. But instead of celebrating her gift, they shunned her, telling her she was the one who was bringing these calamities to their town. That she was the cause of it all. So, at six, she fled to Willow Woods. An orphan since infancy, she had no ties to to hold her back. Luna only listened to the voices.
By Bismillah_poetry3 years ago in Futurism
