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Yeah, inconsistency, blah blah blah... but I am working on this stuff, so I will be taking requests for a little while sort of as a trial in the meantime.
Yeah, that's kind of it... UNICORN
Apple: Book 1 Chapter 9My feet slosh against the wet trail leading through the forest. I follow only the quickly disappearing hoof and wheel prints. So Ann is stuck with a wagon full of vicious fangles.
I run faster than I have ever run in my entire life. Better to destroy these monsters before something... irreversible happens.
Eventually, after about fifteen minutes of getting rapidly cold and wet, I reach the wagon. Luckily, I'm not seen, so I climb under the wagon.
"So what are we supposed to do with her?" comes a gruff voice.
"I don't know." comes another.
A third voice appears. "Hey, you know what would really ruffle that kid's 'heroic rescue' plans? Just kill her." I hear what sounds like a blade unsheathing. I hear Ann's muffled scream.
I have to do something, and do something fast! I jam my sword into the wagon's wheel. It jams until it just pops right off and the cart tips over. I then bash my sword into the side of the cart. The wood breaks immediately, but this is where the tables turn. One of th
Apple: Book 1 Chapter 8When I awoke, it was raining. My eyelids were heavy and dry and every part of my body ached. My arms felt like they would snap when I pushed myself up from the cold floor. But the worst part was that my leg was badly bruised from the fangle's kick to sweep me down. I staggered, leaning over the counter to a chair sitting near it.
I look to where Chubs had been knocked out. He wasn't there. "Chubs?" I called. No answer except the cold night air. I called him again, and again, no answer. I didn't know what had become of him, and frankly, I didn't want to know.
On the counter next to the door that led to the storage room, there was a plate containing bread and corn. I was starving, beaten, and hadn't slept in at least 30 hours, so I ate the entire plate. I felt bad, but lives were on the line. My bones felt better so I went over to the sword rack and browsed it. None of them seemed right until....
This one sword was very thin, but very sharp at the same time. It was very light, and very s
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