*OK guys. Im starting this one to do while working on Two Worlds Collide. Please be kind because I've been working really hard. Please comment about anything. Details, ideas, incorrect terms, etc. Thank you all my lovely readers!*
~Running. I was running. The soft leaves under my paws felt so nice. Ah, I love these runs. The full moon smiling upon my light brown fur as my ivory fangs shone. Yes, I was panting but also tasting the sweet autumn air. I spot an elk and was about to make chase, but out of nowhere a flash of silver streaks by my side and I dart for shelter. Hunters. More specifically, Demon Hunters. They must've seen my form change!
I was running faster now but not for pleasure. The Hunters were after me so if my pace slowed even a hair on the black tip of my tail I would die. I would be shot and brought to the priest, who would surely torture and kill me. Oh no! They were gaining! My breath is shaky, froth covering my chest. I spot a small cave and dart toward it. It's just big enough for me to squeeze into so I do so and watch the entrance to make sure the Hunters don't find me. They come running past.
All except one. A young one by the leg shape. He was about to see me before his leader called him to follow.
I creep out of my cave and see that they do not see me so I dart away into the shadows. I hurry to my home under the only stone bridge in the village and turn back. Just as I think I'm safe, the hunters come and kill me!~
I wake up with a start. My name is Thorn. I have no maiden name; I have no family. They rejected me when they learned that I'm different. And I have had that nightmare for three months straight. This is risky for me to do, but I am here to tell you my story.
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Who could love me?
FantasyI'm all alone, rejected by my own family merely for being different. My village calls me a Demon. My family calls me a freak. Only one person understands what I am, but he is halfway across the globe. After after being kicked out by my father, I le...
