Shyrka
Friend of Ulysses
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Congratulations are clearly due, @Margaret Note Spelling. Nicely done!
I thought I'd also stick up my first effort that I realised didn't fit the genre at the last moment just before posting. I liked it a lot but it's more a generic fantasy tale than something truly mythical.
I thought I'd also stick up my first effort that I realised didn't fit the genre at the last moment just before posting. I liked it a lot but it's more a generic fantasy tale than something truly mythical.
Lorrence hooded the lantern, closing her eyes as the grave cold darkness thickened around her. She could taste their greed, drawn by the lure light of her soul. Whispered voices offered peace, pleasure, sweet oblivion. Part of her craved what they promised.
Now.
The lantern blazed. Darkness evaporated in a tumult of terrified shrieks and that awful tearing. Lorrence glanced over her shoulder. Her shadow stretched out behind her. It looked… fatter.
That’s my girl.
Now.
The lantern blazed. Darkness evaporated in a tumult of terrified shrieks and that awful tearing. Lorrence glanced over her shoulder. Her shadow stretched out behind her. It looked… fatter.
That’s my girl.