The young boy hurried home from the market as fast as he could. He hadn't noticed how late it was.
As he ran past houses, he saw people closing shutters, locking doors, and putting up protection spells and pendants. Fear seemed to radiate out of every home and person.
Things hadn't always been this way. The kingdom was once somewhat peaceful while King Henry had been king, but when his son Darron became king, things changed. Darron strove to take down the dragons, griffins, werewolves, and other creatures of the night, which dwelt mainly in the forests. The creatures retaliated by coming out at night and destroying everything. That was why the air became thick with fear at night.
The boy ran faster as thoughts of the wolves that came into his village every night crossed his mind. Not only just larger than normal wolves, these wolves had no fear. They were almost impossible to kill, attacking anything that moved and tearing it to shreds. The first few nights, before people put up protective spells, the population of the village was almost cut in half.
The boy's father called out to him as he came into view. The boy hurried into the home and rushed to help with the enchantments.
They had just finished one of the stronger enchantments when the sound of the wolves' howls filled the air.
The family hurried to finish, and soon were huddled together in the middle of the room listening to the growling and snarling of the beasts outside.
"Never be late again, Jake," the father said to the boy, "or we might all die."
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Thieves
FantasyIn a crumbling kingdom plagued by attacks from magic wolves, a group of teenagers steal to keep themselves and orphaned children alive. But these teens aren't just ordinary teens. They are Kinetics, descendants of dragons who have the ability to sto...
