MUHACHE_JUMA

WFP#37 BRONZE WINNER
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It was a bright and sunny day. Okay. Sorry about that. It was not a bright and sunny day rather a dark and stormy night even worse was the pelting heavy rain that beat onto earth with a fury enough to rival the battle of the Greek gods. The stars that had originally decorated the sky during the earlier part of the night were no longer visible.

The full moon whose brightness had outshone the twinkling stars was now pitifully hiding behind the heavy dark cloud. If one could understand the language of nature, its terrified cry of sorrow could be heard.

In the middle of a forest stood a majestic castle whose architecture outshone every other thing that existed near and far from it for almost a hundred miles. This was the castle that no one had access to except the owners who were made up of a small family of six.

As the rain fell with an increase in speed every second that passed by, a slender figure could be seen lying in the center of a humongous bed.

The slender finger could be seen tugging at the duvet trying to disappear within its warmth.

Long brown curly hair was spread neatly on the pillow as the small face disappeared under the heavy purple duvet. A few minutes passed by with the slender body sleeping peacefully without any disturbance.

When the clock struck midnight, everything began to change. The once majestic castle that shone brightly was shrouded by a thick and heavy fog such that it became invisible to ordinary eyes.

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One stormy night changed her fate forever.  She was initiated into a world she knew nothing about. Zamarad woke up feeling strange but paid no heed to it.

Don't touch her, she is my Queen!
Come closer baby, you are mine.
Zamarad! Wait for me! You shall carry my offspring. Wait until I conquer you, heart, body, and soul. 

No... please let me go! I don't want to be a part of your world! She cried. Her bulging stomach was evidence of how real everything was! Will she accept her fate?

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The Auspicious Nights

Amelia was anxious as she held her fists to her mouth to stop herself from screaming. Her hair looked messy from all the pulling she had done the entire time.

This was Jibril's final fight for the day. He already defeated three of Muntaha's men without taking a break in between.

The man he was currently battling for was one of the three generals of the prince. He was a ruthless man in battle and only cared for victory.

In hand to hand combat, Jibril was steadily winning. That was until the man decided to use his secret weapon. The sword of flames.

The blade was made from flames of hell. Once it cuts through the flesh of anyone who isn't a demon, it leaves behind a permanent scar.

Amelia had on several occasions almost jumped into the ring. The only thing that kept her grounded was Muntaha's warning glare directed at her.

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