She stood at the top of the cliff, watching. The silent onlooker was the part she always seemed to play.
Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath. The scent that met her nose was putrid. A single tear slipped from underneath her eyelid. Why? Why was she destined to be so powerless, condemned to watch history take its course?
She spun around, bewildered. It had been several millennium since she had last heard that name. She'd nearly forgotten it had once belonged to her.
"That voice I know. Have you finally come for me?"
A large black bird landed on her shoulder, its amber eyes staring deep into her mind. The eyes spoke.
"No, I have not come for you. I am the only one strong enough to carry all of them."
The two odd figures stood in silence for a moment, staring at the spectacle before them. And yet the unnerving quiet did nothing to silence the screams that still rang in her ears.
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