Annalise, or more commonly known as Little Red grew up in a small cottage on the outskirts of the village Noir. She got her name from the many... many of stories that had spread through the villages. The story of the little red caped girl who had been lost in the woods on a misty Sunday night. It's said she ventured to far into the forest and disappeared.
No one truly knows what happened to Little Red. Of course this meant that whenever Annalise wore her grandmothers red clock and wondered into the forest in search of herbs for her sick mother and her career as a herbalist it tended to make the people talk and talk they did...
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"Little Red was but a child... or so the story goes." Her voice was angelic and soft, her eyes a caramel brown and hair of the darkest of chocolates money could buy.
"What do you mean? Everyone knows the story of Little Red Riding hood." A small child, Annalise stated.
"I bet you've never heard of The Devils Roar."
"What's that?" Annalise asked, her small head tilting to the side in wonder. Just what could the story teller tell her that she don't already know.
"The Blood of Little Red."
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Heyyy everyone! :)
I know this was a verrryyyy short chappie but I just had to do this :) I am sooo excited for this story to get underway! 🤩 And I cant wait for the story teller to finish her story of Little Red. ❤️
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A Devils Roar |
FantasyIn this lifetime he will rise. And in the next he will fall. Gabriel is by all means a powerful man. Controlling the underworld and all the inhabitants that reside within such a place with but a flick of the wrist. Annalise... The strong and mighty...
