The streets are quiet. All the lights are off except for a broken street lamp flickering ominously. The sky is clear, the stars perfectly visible. It's peaceful, but something lurks in the shadows. It's dark form slithers along the alleyways. It knows it must be silent. It's only passing through, but if it's caught...well there's no chance of survival. It stops, listening to the silence. BOOM! A building across the street erupts into flames. Screams echo through the town as house after house begins to burn. There are no more shadows for the creature to hide in.
"Look! It's a beast! That retched animal must have done this. Kill it!" one of the townspeople yelled.
The beast bolts away from the chaos, hoping to escape its certain doom. It sprints for the tree line, to the protection of the forest. Shwick. Shwick. Arrows whiz by its head. It's so close, just a little further. Thwack. An arrow pierces its side and it falls to the ground, whimpering in pain.
"I got him!" it heard one of the men call, as it slowly loses consciousness. Its eyes close as it accepts its fate to be returned to the earth from which it was born.
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Queen of the Cursed
FantasyShe has trained her whole life for this moment, but she wasn't prepared to freeze up in the ring when asked to kill. Ruby, a warrior in training, is about to be put to the final test. Once she passes, she will officially be a warrior. But, an unexp...
