ATOM.

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                                                  أطفالي ماتوا

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(Did he bend your reflection? Did he make you forget your own name? Did he convince you    

                                                           he was a GOD?)


the eyes of feral crows, neck bent at the waist, back beaten to dominion, the CRY and 

                                          PRAYER of a damned witch.


ANCK SU NAMUN stared into the third eye ,that she felt could see right through her. Right    

     through a wounded shield of supernatural armor. She DIDN’T like it, she felt exposed

                                                     which almost humbled her.


                                                      “Unhand me –––––

Enchantress demanded, voice gentle as she turned her gaze away. The mention of Amanda waller made something COIL deep inside of the ancient witch . A silent anger, a settle grief.

“I am grieved my… soul has darkened, My heart has hardened . They were once my people. They were ALL once my children. And as thee said, my forced slumber left them. But they have  no excuse, I left examples, scrolls, and tombs. My body laid wrapped in velvet silk, in the tomb of ANCKSU. It was not as if I wasn’t there. They failed me, my family have failed me, my love have failed me,  You all have failed me!

 

 (Did you get on your knees daily? Do his eyes close like doors? Are you a slave to the back 

                                                            of his head?)


With that said, veins under the witches eyes darkened as her skin faded a lonesome grey, 

           Hands becoming cold as the dead winter and eyes becoming shallow.

 

“I will not tolerate such vexing actions any longer. I’m out of grace, Human life form has stolen the last thing that belonged to me, My blood, my brother. Amanda waller, and her group of imbeciles, they will all pay. I seek revenge, my body craves it as much as  the boiling power in your V E I N S.”

 

                            (Am I talking about your husband or your father?)

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              at the enchantress’ use of past tense stephen would simply listen, head tilting in curiosity as he tried to see the viewpoint she was speaking from.

needless to say it was challenging, as he himself had never been worshiped and cast aside after thousands of years of slumber. the sorcerer did not unhand her, instead running his heavily scarred thumb over the inside of her wrist, gently pulsing healing magics into her to show that his touch —— at the time, was not meant to be harmful. 

  your soul may have darkened, my lady enchantress, but that does not mean that you should kill those that have forgotten you. humans have evolved since your slumber, mentally as well as physically. june moone was and is one of the more brave girls, and that alone should be testimony to how different we are.  

stephen was not good at persuasion for the most part, and it was entirely evident that he was struggling to find the words that he saught. three eyes narrow as he sighed, hand unclasping his hold on enchatress as he took a few steps back, the sorcerer supreme decided that it would just be best to shut this down before anyone else got hurt.

hands rose as his eyes began to glow bright orange, quiet murmurs uttered as the floor beneath him rumbled true —— the air hanging slightly heavier in the air as his magics began to pool the area they stood in.



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