Descriptiveness Stories

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Rivulets of sweat rolled down Elizabeth's neck, and she began to shiver, despite the fact that there was no cold. "So," the wicked voice continued, "You hand me the treasure, and I'll hand you the boy, is it a deal?" An evil snicker passed across the woman's perfect, ever-so composed face, and her steely gray eyes seemed to stare right into Elizabeth's soul. "Don't listen to this witch," Tom shouted, "Take the wealth and leave. Don't worry about me!" Her heart raced: What should she do? "Don't think too long, or you won't even have an option anymore," the woman hissed, her spidery fingers closing in on Tom's neck. Elizabeth tensed. "Alright Edal! I'll give you what you...rightly deserve." Elizabeth reached into the pocket of her cloak, and pulled it out. BOOM! All was silent.