"S-save m-me." Were her last words before she drifted off to oblivion.
She was left dying at the forest, next to the insects, the grizzly bears, and the whole of the wilderness.
The season was nearing winter, and with her torn clothing and nonexistent slippers, she wouldn't last an hour once it starts to snow.
No one would hear her, so she prayed for this to just be a horrible circumstantial nightmare.
Finally giving up when snow began to fall, her feet froze immediately. They began to numb.
"Sire! Look over there!" A man shouted from a distance. "Must be that newly reported elf. Let's have a look," instructed their leader.
She felt a warmth on her face, the foreign feeling making her eyes flutter open. She was heaving for air, the torn cloak not giving her enough heat.
"A woman?" asked what looked like a king with his luxurious furry coat sticking on his body like foreskin. "Such beauty..." He whispered hungrily to himself. "Let us take her to my kingdom, and I shall be wed to her the next morning."
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Boredom In The Kingdom (Poetry)
Poesía[HEAVY EDITING] Pondering royalty, sitting tight on their throne. August 25,2019 - December 12,2019 This book is intended for mature readers only, as it contains graphic scenes and inappropriate language. TW // sexual violence, homophobia, nudity...
