The Fenix Tale: Lake

The Fenix Tale: Lake

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Darkness. That’s what Lake remembered most. The suffocating, controlling, confusing darkness. Nothing else was coherent that day. The darkness enveloped the landscape around him, tearing the ground from his feet. But he didn’t need ground. Lake leapt into the air, his wings stiffening and enlarging, before thrusting himself forward and flapping violently. Behind him, a massive roar shook his small frame and threatened to shatter his eardrums. He was screaming as loud as he could, his throat burning with pain. The darkness wrapped a tentacle around his ankle and yanked him to the ground. Lake looked up into the most terrifying, horrifying, gut-wrenching face that he had ever encountered. It was the grinning, evil face of his father.
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Exerpt: "I pulled my chain with every breath I took. Every inhale of my poking ribs was another. Blood dripped from my neck wound to the floor in globs. I was tired. As I pulled another time, the sirens of the facility blared in my ears. They were already laid back in pain and lack of hope. Being pulled from my family, I grew up here, so the rushing of footsteps was nothing new. I finally callapsed as my door swung open. I laid in a heap of 6' 10" wolf. My ice-like eyes making contact with a brilliant blue. That blue reminds me of the old lake I used to go to as a pup. It's such a pretty blue. The male lifted a finger to his ear and said something my rining ears couldn't pick up. He walked over to me slowly, as if he didn't want to hurt me, taking hold of my metal collar covered in blood breaking it. He tried picking me up, but with his short frame, even my malnourished body was to heavy and large for him alone. "Just leave me to die" I whined hoping he'd realized I lost hope.

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