Gather the Ashes (ROUGH. WIP.)

Gather the Ashes (ROUGH. WIP.)

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"Beware the Woods when Darkness falls. Beware the ways of Magick. The summoning of Faerie Thralls bring bane and ill ends tragic." A soul and kingdom sundered; a heritage forgotten. A girl of Sunshine on the cusp of womanhood charged to look after her fragile, young brother. The rules are simple: look after the child, and do not be in the woods when the sun goes down. There are monsters in the woods. Monsters of wind and moonlight. Monsters of mist and shadow. Monsters of time and memory. Monsters of flesh and bone. Expedient reasons to treat the woods with caution... But what are you to do when the monster lurking in the mist and shadows is wearing your own face? (Trigger Warning: Story has dark thematic elements that may be uncomfortable and upsetting to children and those who may be triggered by depictions of war, torture, and psychological suffering.)
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Monster

Kat is a tortured soul that shut down her feelings and humanity a long time. Then she doesn't have to feel anything. What happens when she meets a MC gang of wolves. ~~~~ "Please don't..." I look at him with dead, emotionless eyes. The kneeling fucker in front of me is crying like a child. I point the knife in my hand at him "Give me one fucking reason why I should let you live?" He looks up at me, pleading, but all I feel is rage and disgust... and a smug sense of happiness. "I... I can be better. I... I will quit and move away...I'll never..." What a load of bullshit! In one quick swift move, I cut his throat, just like I have learned and done many many times before. "Doubt it!" He frantically tries to hold the bleeding wound together, but he has already lost a lot of blood. It pains me that I can't torture him, just like he did me, but this will have to do. He created a monster and now he's paying for it.

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