Stolenpeople Stories

"One, two three." Lightning struck, lighting up my backyard for a brief second before it returned to its original, haunting darkness. "Four, five, six." I saw it. A creature made of darkness, slowly inching its way towards a girl. "Seven, eight, nine." Something silver flashed as lightning struck again. The creature had a knife. "Ten." ******** After his world was flipped on its head and now, with his people on the brink of extinction and enslavement, Rat must rediscover the truth that was stolen from him or risk being erased forever. Cover by @mysoulsings

"Things will be okay, I promise," that's what I had said, maybe the last words I would ever say. Those last words echoed through my skull, "I promise." ***** Things were supposed to be okay. They had found the prince, they won the battle at the camp, they were meant to be okay. Maybe they would be okay, if the prince hadn't run away, or if they had recognised their enemies within the camp, or if they hadn't believed in false promises and waited for a legend to save them. Everyone will die in the end. Legends don't come true. And all promises get broken.