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Submitted to Contest #322
Zlo was wearing his gray robes as usual as he strode to where Chisty sat, cross-legged, on the snowy mountain peak. He stood beside Chisty for a moment, surveying the clouds around the summit, gnawing on his bottom lip. Chisty tried to ignore him, tried to savor the beauty around them, but then he started grunting. It would be quiet for a moment, then Zlo would grunt and pace behind her, eventually positioning himself opposite the side he had been on before. After a while of this Chisty was fed up and blurted, “What could possibly be wrong, ...
(Content warning: Refers to sexual violence and described physical violence/gore) Darkness is a curtain, one that can be drawn forth to hide the misdeeds of the evil and the misfortune of the innocent. This recurring thought almost annoyed me now with the number of times it had crossed my mind while I scaled a wooden palisade outside of a large farm, or vaulted across a moat brimming with rancid water to reach a castle wall. Tonight, much to my satisfaction, was not one of those more strenuous nights. Tonight, I simply walked down the cobble...
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