The Lightwielders

I felt a sense of gloom in the air. I looked up at the sky, seeing the dark gray clouds, not a bit of blue anywhere as I continued sweeping. I couldn't help but feel a sense of foreboding. I would be getting married tomorrow. Then I'd be safe from the curse. My family had been cursed ever since...well, no one could remeber...except perhaps Old Ra. Oh, shoot. I always forget the intro. I'm Flare. My parents named me that because they said I shine so brightly, like a Flare from the sun. Doesn't stop the town boys from teasing me though...Anyway, My family is the Ra family, because we are supposedly descended from the great Sun god, Ra. I consider us lucky that we have no priests here. BACK TO THE STORY. Sorry. (Can we get a reminder for me to stay on topic, producer?) Where were we? Ajh yeah! Old Ra, the oldest member of our family. We have no idea how he managed to live to 200...He's my great-great-great....30-something great grandpa. The curse always strikes the women of the Ra family on their 20th birthday. Terrible things happen. It's only happened once I can remember when I was really young. Shadows, screaming, hisses, like a giant serpent. A cold chill falls across me as I sweep. I had a week until my birthday.

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