"what are you?" the boy asked the pile of trembling grey rags lying on the ground in front of him. The voice was strange, unlike any he had heard before. he had grown up in the woods, with other boys, running wild. This... thing was unfamiliar and by deffinition dangerous. He gripped his spear tightly, still unsure wether or not he should put the creature out of its misery. just then the pile of rags shifted slightly just enough to uncover the face of what lay underneath. Could the stories be true? Had the old men been right? He thought. No they couldnt be, the old oak tree's stories were of myth. the boy leveled his spear at the creature, but his trembling hands betrayed his fear.
"No, Please! Dont hurt me!" cried the rags with a fear to match his own. not knowing what else to do the boy turned and ran.
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Grey
AdventureGrey is the name of a world of women separated from the unknown outside and true to its name is an unhappy, soulless place. One girl, determined to break free from this monochromatic prison and explore the unexplored, sets off to do what no woman ha...
