A Vision of Angels

Minty stood with her feet planted firmly on the ground while beads of sweat rolled down her face. She was bracing herself for the inevitable. So as she stood there frightened yet defiant, she began to think how she didn't ask for this life. It was passed down to her like some birthright, and as much as she hated it, there was nothing she could do about it, or at least that's what everyone kept telling her. But for some unknown reason, Minty had refused to accept the fact that her life, her fate, was sealed and could never be undone. From the moment she was snatched from her mother's womb, Minty's life was shrouded in darkness and pain. It was a life she didn't deserve. As Minty lay on her mother's bed bleeding profusely from the brutal beating she endured earlier, a cool breeze blew in through the open door and encircled her bruised and battered body; a change was set in motion. Minty will embark on a journey that few survive, a journey that guarantees her death should she fail. But to not try would also be her death.