A Mountain Of Horizons
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Last published Thu, Feb 4, 2021
"GUARDS! You useless men. The thief is getting away." and that was it they were tailing her. when she twisted her head to the side slightly, to catch a glimpse of her chasers, she was faced by the general speeding to keep up with her. she had no idea a foolish man could be so fast. He was hot on her tail when she jumped onto the rooftop above. Dodging arrows was her next competition but she flowed around them as if it was a dance. when she peered down she could still see the general following her. the thing he did not know was that she had some tricks up her sleeve that even an experienced man such as him did not know were even possible. she smirked to herself just thinking of them.
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