War Wound To The Heart - Prologue Agonizing pain of my throbbing wound. Blood shed from my fleshy cut, flowed over my skin. White turned to red. As I suffered on the floor, not able to move, the light started to pull me closer. I am the only one who can save my soul from escaping my body. Leaving my corps to rise to the sky and peacefully rest in the heavens.
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