A paranormal story by Shodimu Sophia, Dream_writer11 Chaos. The village was burning down and everyone ran for their dear life. It all went in slow motion, the screams, cries and every other thing the great destruction brought. Children were forcefully taken away from their mothers and slaughtered in cold blood. Thick dark smoke covered the night sky making the once bright moonlight dark and blurry. A whole unkindess of ravens were displayed in the night sky, muttering incoherent chants repeatedly. Their eyes red and glowing like jewels but beneath them lies evil. They moved in circular patterns repeatedly round the dark sky. There was blood scattered on the ground. Little houses had been knocked over and destroyed. Bloody remains of bodies were mushed into the ground, making the sand turn dark red in colour. The people were loud and uncoordinated, squeezing into each other to save their lives. There was no time to waste. Just a second behind and they had to kiss their lives goodbye. Some searched for their family, some selfishly left all behind while others lay lifeless in a pool of blood. One could sense the stranded souls running and screaming for help, probably searching for necromancers to bring them back to life but all efforts went useless. Their powers were gone. Trouble increased as corpses emerged from the ground. Their rotten bodies slowly crawled their way out, forming a new army against the people. They had bulging eyes with hundreds of razor sharp teeth. Dressed in tattered dirty clothes, their bones peeked out of their skin. The time was near and Lyanna could feel her heart almost tear out of her chest. Beads of sweat dripped slowly from her forehead. Her hood covered her face protectively but that didn't stop her from being noticed. It's easy to spot a crown when you see it. Carrying two baskets, she moved through the people with ease. For a reason, her powers were not affected like the rest. She had blue blood flowing through her veins.