Amara: The Cursed Blood

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lder woman as they walked their way i

as she could be. It was a good thing that the human walking beside her has clothes in the closet that fitted her slim body as if those were th

they were still walking in a wet road going to the market to buy some vegetables and meat for lunch an

ater to shield her from the cold and withering wind. She then looked up at the

ack at her. “I thought you wouldn’t be curious about

’s because I thought you will tell me ev

oman introduced herself for the

utiful name,” Amara

eyes. “A common nam

eautiful. I

t’s your name?” ask

k I want to change my name. I’ll

know your real name before you change it into a new

, a child whose blood was cursed by the Moon Goddess, a daughter who suffer

” she asked, still reluct

d to her. She gasped when she felt a

tered softly. “And changing your name doesn’t erase the truth about you, hon. D

that means I can live normally, isn’t it?” Amara asked,

cking bomb that is waiting to explode. Eventually, it will only lead you into a difficult situation, a confrontation. And I am concerned about your pare

ything. Her young mind and heart were both out of control by that time. She cried in front of her father and asked him to change her name as she no longer wanted to live as Amara. Then he answered her in a soothing soft voice, ‘It was your mom who wanted her daug

right, Amara let out a hu

n a sad tone. In an instant, she felt it once again... the longing for h

ent if she was still ali

name you?” Grace a

l smile. “Amara...

r cheek gently. “You are everlasting, Amara,” s

d creasing, left confus

last

that?” she asked an

ould want to hear why the older woman said that she’s everlastin

everlasting...” she said, curios

r, hon. Amara means everlasting

ps. “And why would my mother

d undying... I don’t know but, it could be your mother’s never-ending love for you, Amara. And perhaps that was how she w

the warmth in her inside. She smiled gently and no

sting