Short Stories

Snippet 1

The crimson red liquid ran down the length of her sword as she heaved from the amount of exhaustion. She stared at the piles of limp bodies in front of her, her work of the enemy forces. As she sauntered through the battlefield she wiped her blade clean of the hundreds of lives she had just taken.

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When she got back to the army base she collapsed by the fire, "Where can a hero get some grub around here." The girls friend rolled her eyes as she came up next to her.

"You're back from your incredibly hard mission and all you can think about is food, I'm glad all this killing hasn't changed you," her friend said with a hint of a laugh in her voice. She looked at her friend and smiled.

"Not even if I kill a thousand more will I lose my appetite the size of a horse, if anything, it will grow with my body count."