A small figure scurries down a empty alleyway carrying a satchel. She pauses and looks into the dark, staring into nothing. Then she starts to move again, darting in and out of the moonlight.
She is plain with apart from her striking purple eyes which are lowered to the floor as she moves. Scurrying quickly she seems to walk a gentle grace to her movement, like she belongs to a rank above her appearance. She reaches the end of the alleyway and her body relaxes, she lowers her hood and reaches into her satchel with a ringed hand. A large book is carefully wrapped inside. The cover is a Royal red but old and rugged. Her finger tips touch the book and her whole being seems to glow. Changing her skin from pasty white to a soft caramel, she stands taller and confidently. Then she withdraws her hand and everything turns back to normal.
Her skin is pale once again and her face now looks tired compared to the glowing girl before. As she closes the bag one ring slips of her finger and rolls back down the alley, she sighs and carefully looks around, then begins to walk towards it.
Suddenly a group men step out of the shadows and begin to stride towards her. Her eyes widen and she draws into herself seemingly afraid. They laugh drunkly and continue to advance towards her. She slides down the side of wall behind her and curls up as small as she can. The first man draws close and reaches out to grab her arm. She screams and then he falls. Writhing and twisting in agony. The other men stop and look around confused, then another begins to walk towards her. Soon he falls too, but she is still there curled in a ball rocking back and forth. Then her screaming stops and she rises. All the men start to fall over one by one. They shriek and moan. Sounds overlap each other as she slowly covers her ears and twists up her face. The shadows seem to draw close to them. The girl still rises higher and higher. Soon they stop moving and she looks down horrified and then she too collapses to the floor.A few moments later a small caramel coloured hand reaches out and picks up a gold ring. Silence falls again.
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Dawn of Queens
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