The scream lures me to the edge. I peek over and see a brown blob at the bottom of the other side, then glance behind me. No monsters yet.
I take the risk and start climbing down for the third time today.
Reaching the shadowed bottom I approach the blob with care - but it doesn't move except for the quick rising and falling of its chest. As I walk over, one hand by my quiver, the blob takes shape into a mass of fur, wearing clothing. I push some fur out of the way and study his face, then pull back in surprise.
I've only heard of them in legends, and yet, one is staring me in the face.
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This Is A Time For Running (TC fanfic)
Fanfiction(Team Crafted fanfiction) They were all born for one purpose - to save the world. But when plans fall apart, will they survive?
