The eye stealer

The eye stealer

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As I stumbled through vicious thorns, snagging on sharp brambles, making my way to a small flickering light. I stopped in my paces as I felt something tapped me on my shoulder... Then all of a sudden, I could feel a humid breath, breathing down the back of my collar and onto my neck. I turned around; no one was there... My heart was a base drum getting louder and louder until I couldn't here the red-eyed crows that screamed for attention. I took a deep breath and started to regain my paces, suddenly I started to run... I told myself not to look back in case someone was there; or something! Who was there? Who tapped me? Where am I? How did I get here? Many questions went around in my head as I ran past trees that towered above me. The trees are like soldiers, standing to attention as the mountain stood tall and proud, giving the soldiers orders. The wind howled and made the caves sing a solum song about the journey that lay ahead of me...
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