The black sorceress lived alone, hidden away in the dark caves. Whenever those brave enough to seek her came, she would wear a cloak and a mask. She would use her powers to write them a prophecy, and send them on their way. For every person that came to her were those reborn from her previous life. The life where she, the dragon, destroyed her world. As her atonement, she wears black and helps those whom she never had the chance to help in her previous life. Everyone thinks that the black sorceress is dangerous, but what's so dangerous about a broken woman?
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Random Short Stories
Short StoryJust as the title says, these are completely random short stories of mine.
