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Should I share one of my allegorical things that I put in my book? I try my hardest but I'm not sure how good some of them are... Feel free to invite some people because I shall need a bit of convincing lol
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Okee yalls I am convinced...Alright, for a bit of context, my WIP is a christian speculative fantasy (among other things) with a plot of the spiritual struggle between good and bad, right and wrong. Only its the Light and the Dark in a very literal way.
Enjoy! :)
Screams. People… Screaming…
Lynnie floated somewhere in the Darkness, it surrounded her, it was all around her. It pressed on her, pushing her down, pushing her up, she couldn’t breathe, she couldn’t move. Her own screams joined the cacophony of cries of horror. It was tearing her to pieces, pulling her… It wanted her…
“Help…” She cried weakly, and a voice echoed in the void.
“Queen of Darkness, queen of Light.” The voice prompted her, He wanted her to finish it. He wanted her
“The battle of the inmostness, the righteous and the right.” She said, finishing the verse as she curled into a ball, staring at her hands. The marigold was imprinted upon her palms, burning into her skin. She needed to shed her light. Why? The Dark needed it, it wanted something, it was calling out for something, or someone, to fill it. It was searching. It was lost, and it sensed a way out. Through her? No, through the light that she carried. Her soul filled with the Light she created, and she finally understood where it came from. It came from a joy in her soul, and a peace in her heart that she knew intimately. Her Lord and Savior, Jesus. Her refuge, her salvation. And she needed to share that light, to show the Darkness that there was something stronger. A power both beautiful and boundless.
She made an orb, but the Darkness immediately devoured it. It wanted more. She needed help. The screams were growing louder at the Darkness’s victory. No. Not a victory, because she wouldn’t be defeated that easily. “God help me.” She whispered before letting out a strangled yell, her hands erupting with the brightest light she had ever seen. It blinded her, it whited everything out, and she could feel herself slowly drifting to consciousness as the screams continued on.
She was emptied, her chest hollow, but it had been worth it. Worth it…
Liliana wrote: "Okee yalls I am convinced...Alright, for a bit of context, my WIP is a christian speculative fantasy (among other things) with a plot of the spiritual struggle between good and bad, right and wro..."
THIS IS SOOO GOOD!!!!! CAN'T WAIT TO READ THE BOOK, YOUR WRITING IS AMAZING

























If not will you share it on the group🥺🥺???????