The Good The Bad The Evil #twistfatechallenge

The Good The Bad The Evil #twistfatechallenge

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Blood. A snarl erupted from his throat. Cracked black lips withdrawing over fangs. It was close and he knew it, he knew it as the sky knew it, as the wind and trees knew it. The Beast had been alive for a long time, so long he had forgotten his own name, and in its heed had adopted that in which he had been called many times by both mortal and immortal; Demon. His limbs stretched to meet the call his burning throat sang. No one is safe in the woods. . . Not the Beast. Not the woman. Not the hunters. Not even the little girl dressed in blood. #twistfatechallenge Entry #twistfatechallenge Finalist #twistfatechallenge Winner [The cover is not mine, all credit goes to the original artist and owner whom I was unable to find due to the many remakes and copies of this art. It is not Mine! Not my finest work of literature but considering it had a 2500 word limit I'm a little proud. Enjoy, and stay safe.]
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*Red Riding Hood Alternate Ending* Cover by the lovely @JappaSatya! Fifteen years ago, Heide suffered the worst night of her life, trapped in the belly of the beast that killed her grandmother. Fifteen years ago, she was told she was mad for believing the fanciful notions of a talking wolf who dressed in her grandmother's clothes, and the hunter who cut her out of the animal's stomach, saving her life. Fifteen years she spent fearing her nightmares, the woods, and even the color for which she used to be known for. But a chance encounter with the hunter who wasn't supposed to actually exist has Heide questioning not only her fears for the past fifteen years, but also the darkness of the world around her, and the real monsters that lurk in the world. And Heide has a bone or two to pick with them.

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