Rise


She sat there and she listened to the whispers not too sure where they arose or what they were saying, but they nagged and they digged until her skin bled burrowing their way through her body. She quivered in pain for a while until finally it become so much she stopped resisting. Once she relaxed and let them finish digging the message become clear. They whispered "its time to arise my dear" and she then remembered who she was. The lioness rose up and roared and the sun shook. _ Tay

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