Power is intoxicating, power is greedy, power is destructive, aeons ago,power was given to one who was trusted beyond measure, and the trust was broken, a dynasty was lost and a family was seperated, soon this family was forgotten and a new generation was ushered,things were going well until I came along, the god that was never supposed to exist, the last one of the forgotten one, they call me the daughter of Zor

Daughter of zor

She snapped her fingers and instantly images began swirling around me until we stood in a perfect replica of my bedroom in the mortal realm 


''Perfect'' she sighed ''this has to be one of the best features of your mind and I might add the perfect place for a wonderful heart throbbing story am I right? or am I right?" 


I just stared at the disillusioned goddess as she dragged me towards the bedding while ignoring the blatant look of confusion written across my face 


"come on, lie down now and let me tuck you in'' she said tapping the bed lightly ''you cannot hear a story without being tucked in don't waste such a good room now lie down'' 


''NO!'' I say finding voice and I pull myself abruptly from her grasp ''I don't know what hit you in the head but I'm not doing this'' 


CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT