- Reads 42
- Votes 4
- Parts 2
- Time 6m
Ongoing, First published Jul 03, 2018
She was born into a shroud of darkness. There was no shining light, no bright path upon which the moon could have shown itself. The dirt paths of Andover lay bare, as the low winds rustled the branches of willows. If one was to listen closely, their low whispers would slowly become clear statements of excitement yet underlying darkly with fear. Tragedy. The townspeople closed their shutters and hid themselves under the guise of the thick black air that hung still. Some took to praying to whatever gods they depended on, while others threw themselves upon more primitive ways in order to cast away the oncoming danger. "𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑 𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑛. 𝑂ℎ, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑!" Predators who stalked their prey any other night would do no such thing, for that night was the night of which there would only be one predator. The first born of Osiris. --------------------------------------- 𝐀 𝐏𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧All Rights Reserved
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