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Submitted to Contest #221
This story includes descriptions of blood and rotting flesh and tortured souls as well as physical pain. Morgana stood in the catacombs, both hands on top of a stone coffin, her head was bowed, her long dark hood covering her pale and cracked face. Years of magic had not been kind to her but she was determined to accomplish her goals before the dark magic circulating through her veins killed her first. The body before her was less of a body and more of a skeleton, the bits of rotting grey flesh still clinging to its ribcage and face the on...
Brennan stood on a hill in the realm of the gods, looking down at Earth and all of its people. His sister appeared in a flurry of feathers beside him, her messy brown hair catching almost all of them. Her long yellow dress billowed out around her as they both stared. He had developed a certain resentment for her over the years but he couldn’t bring himself to hate her. She was his sibling after all. She had bracelets adorning her wrists and crystals hanging from her ears. The crystals looked new, maybe she still had a follower among ...
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