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+ 6	Bleeding Roses *intro/teaser*

My name is Briana Haven . . . oh, wait, no, it's not anymore. My name is Enkrysa.

 I'm a goddess. Okay, don't believe me. But I am. I have been for two years in human time, since I was sixteen years old.

I was a normal, healthy teenager until I developed a brain tumor. It was malignant, and though the doctors tried valiantly to save me, I died.

It sounds blunt, but it's really just that simple. I was lying in an all-white hospital room, surrounded by bleeping machines, and I had my family and friends around me when I took my last breath. It was April, a beautiful, sunny spring day, a beautiful day to die.

Dying was easy, really. My spirit left my body with the oxygen and I hovered there for a moment, looking down at my crying loved ones and my fragile, lifeless body. Then I floated up, up, up . . . until I found myself in a white throne room.

To be rather honest, it kind of freaked me out. I mean, I've never liked the color white, and being surrounded by it makes me very agitated. Also, the room was filled with people dressed in white, lined up on either side of this seemingly endless carpet. There two thrones at the end of it, and a king and a queen sat on them. They beckoned me to come forward, and as I did, everyone bowed as I passed by.

Okay, that REALLY freaked me out. The only time people ever bow to me is when they trip over me. I'm a short person.

"Enkrysa," the king and queen said in unison. "Welcome."

I had no idea who they meant. I looked behind me. Maybe they were addressing someone else?

Nope.

"Um," I said. "I'm not Enkrysa. I'm Briana."

"Ah, you were," the king said, rising. "On Earth, you were."

"We've been waiting for you," the queen said.

"What is this place? What am I doing here?"

"This is the court of the gods," the king said. "You, Briana Haven, are the goddess Enkrysa."

"I'm . . . I'm a goddess?"

"You are," said the king and queen in unison. "You are now entrusted with special powers that will aid you on your journey."

"My journey? I'm dead!"

"No," said the queen. "After death, life truly begins."

Lucky me. Why couldn't I die like normal people and go to heaven or wherever? Why did I have to be a goddess? I didn't want to be a goddess.

"I don't want to be a goddess," I whispered.

The queen looked at me sympathetically. "You are, Enkrysa. Embrace your powers."

The king placed a silver crown on my head and the queen gave me a very large ring of silver keys. Then they turned me around, and all the people cheered.

Goodbye, Briana Haven. Hello, Enkrysa.

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