The Wraith

----𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐡
It came while she was out in the city; the monster from the mountains. The wraith slaughtered her village, killed her father and stole her future. She has nothing left. Nothing but vengeance. Leading a small party of wrathful survivors into the beast's frozen home,

it soon becomes clear that the fight isn't against the creature they hunt, it is for their very survival.

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My father had always warned me about coming into the mountains. There were two truths in life, he used to say: That the mountains were no place for farm folk, and that Uncle Ryle was a no good swindler. I'd learnt as a boy that my Uncle was not a swindler, he was just better at business. But many years later, I was finally learning my father wasn't wrong about everything. But I had a purpose for being here; we all had a purpose. And we knew there were risks.

"I thought you were dead" I croaked, after scoffing down the sweet berries.

"I thought you were dead" The navigator replied, nodding to the tracks that lay outside the cave; the marks of my body that he'd dragged through the glistening snow.

"I slew the monster".

"What?"

"The beast was just there, looking at a bush. It didn't even notice me sneak up. I took your sword and cut it in half. The stories are true, you know? One swing was all it took."