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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She got me into this mess. She had to play around and get us both captured. That stupid fucking vampire. My pack will notice that I'm gone. But these men are good at covering my scent. But I know they'll find me. I hear her gasp again and thrash around making her chains jingle around the bars we're both kept in. God knows what they're injecting her with but I'm glad they're not doing the same to me. "Give her the next dosage. She can take it" the older one says and I look away as I see them plunge the needle again into her arm. She screams and an unfamiliar sound comes to my ears. My wolf awakens at the sound as well and I stand to look at her. She's shaking like crazy and gasping as if she could even breath in the first place. It can't be? They shouldn't be able to reverse....my thoughts stop when she sits up and screams as she looks into my eyes. The dark irises I came to know over the past two weeks go from black to blue. Her heart starts beating. And my wolf calls for his mate.

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