HR: #28 in Fantasy.~
"I could kill you if I wanted," he said hotly.
"Yeah? So could a human being. So could a dog, so could a dedicated duck! You are not special. However, you are mentally creative. Good luck crawling out of that camel's ass while clapping like a retarded seal," I replied him while mustering all the courage I had in myself. Elijah would've been so proud of me.
She was strolling through the Royal markets, searching all the goods with her eyes. She was very hungry, 'Just one piece of bread' she thought to herself. So the girl took a loaf of bread and ran. The guards spotted her stealing and chased after her. Little did she know that the guards had called the Prince too.
While managing to run towards the woods she hid deep into the trees. She heard a neigh of a near by horse. Then a sword was swung her way, making contact with the back of her cloak.
She froze on the spot. A deep male voice said, "Show yourself traitor."
When she tried to move, the sword that was stuck in her cloak pulled it away from her body. It happened real quick. Her cloak fell on the ground and so did her heart, in just a single second.
Before she knew, her wings were on display for everyone to see.
Her long black, battered and bloody wings.
Author's Note: @sobri190 and I have collaborated on this one. Hope you like it!