PROLOGUE

" Burn! Burn them all to the ground"

Those were the madness a little girl heard on this cursed night. Her small frame leaned on the wall of a corner of her room. She tried her best to deafen the sounds, but the screams, the cries and the crackling of the fire all made their ways to her ears covered by her sweating palms.

But before the chaos swallowed her, a low familiar voice called out to her.

"Diyalna, Diyalna.."

Upon hearing her name, she looked up and saw a familiar face that calmed her down. It was the face of a boy, who was in his teens. A lot taller and older from her who was only 5 years old.

"Come to me sweet" the boy whispered.

Diyalna immediately rose and ran towards the boy. The boy caught her small frame into his arms and whispered once more now into her ears, " I have to make you sleep"

Diyalna looked at the boy, confused and trembling.

The boy smiled at her, placed his palm on her cheeks, his finger felt the girl's lips and his palms covered her eyes.

He kissed her forehead and chanted, "Sleep and dream sweet dreams my dear."

Diyalna struggled knowing what was to happen, 'no' she screamed internally. 'I saw Papa do this to someone!'

"Shh," the boy reluctantly continued " Sleep until I take you back to this, to our horrid reality."

Even though she struggled, sleep crept upon her and her sweet lies of dreams began.