The Woods

Goosebumps form on my skin as the cool morning breeze brushes it. My bare feet ache even as I try to manoeuvre my way through the woods without stepping on sharp twigs or stones.

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The Ryllian Army

 The Ryllian Army  Short Story by: Shadow Summit You squeeze through the door of your local tavern and the smell of alcohol and stew, drifts through your senses. It has been a long day and despite all their feeble attempts, your fellow workers had been of little help. You still wonder if perhaps you’ll get […]

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The Prey

Dark, cold and musty, the only the sound in the room was that of deep, labored breathing. There was a rustling outside the room and then it paused as if waiting. The breathing in the room stopped and there was a moment of silence.

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