Mind of Stone

Mind of Stone

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Oct 30, 2019
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Fantasy
The people whispered that her arrows were alive. They knew your name, they knew what you'd done, and they knew how afraid you were to die. They never missed the ones that were afraid. Brigan had always heard of the girl, the girl with aqua hair and sapphire eyes. The mind-reader. They said her arrows were alive but Brigan knew it was far more than that. It wasn't her arrows that knew you inside and out, it was her. A demon that could read minds. He had vowed since the first day he'd heard of her that she was to be his final prize. The last warlock he ever killed. Never did he think there'd be a day when she sat among them in his kingdom. And never did he think she would look so human. It was easy to kill pixies, ogres, centaurs, even other warlocks, but most other warlocks didn't look human. They had scales or horns or wings or anything to mark them as a demon, a scum of the Earth. All she had was her hair, and that didn't make the thought of killing her any easier. If anything it made it harder. It was never easy to kill the pretty ones.
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Red

I twist the end of the red strings that tie around my neck. My red hood flying behind me, as if wings. I hear a loud creak and turn around quickly. The red eyes glow amongst the darkness. The air reeked of the smell of sulfur. I point my crossbow into the darkness. "Show yourself" I shout out calmly. "Oh, little miss Red, you are looking for Jenivive, aren't you? Well it's just me, her loyal servant" The voice echoes through the abandoned factory. Damn it! "Bastian, show yourself!" I yell, and hear the sound of someone running. I turn around to see Bastian in my face, no breathe flowed from his mouth. I immediately shoot, sending holy water into its core, and into its blood stream. It falls over and begins spazing out. "Go back to hell!" I yell and stab it with my blade. My red hood flew backwards, causing my black hair to be shown. My black boots stretched to my knees. My crystal blue eyes shown bright. My red lips perfectly placed. Many people said I was the definition of beauty.

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