Buried Oak
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Last published Mon, Nov 16, 2020
[ONGOING] "Life is but a dream and nothing comes to sleepers but a dream." -Charlie Wilson
Although Goldcrest law prohibits soldiers from traveling through the eerie Oak Woods alone, twenty-one year old Faye West continually finds herself drawn to the great oak trees. Her disobedience could be the cause of her own death.
"Why did you follow me here?" Faye spat. She spoke in a loud whisper. Although angry, she was purposeful in not waking the Dryads living inside oak trees.
"This is beyond you Faye. You can't do this alone." Adan explained, stepping in closer. He spoke with pleading eyes.
He wondered how he'd gotten to this point. How had he gone from pressing soft kisses against Faye's honey shoulder to receiving so much of her anger? Really, It was his own fault.
"You don't know me. And don't pretend you care," Adan flinched in response. Faye turned on her heel to run, avoiding his eyes. She couldn't let him see the tears threatening to escape from her own eyes. There was no room for any unnecessary displays of emotion.
In that moment though, Zuri's body froze. Her tree-bark skin began to crackle, breaking off in small sized chunks. She fell to the ground.
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