Saved By The Daughter Of The Moon

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to be a man-made clearing, peering wit

dead. The trees stood bent and knotted, their branches reac

rest look so dead. As

he ground would crunch underneath my feet like the w

g a chill to run down my spine. It was frightening, weir

d very ominous, almost like a dark bl

turing into these parts. Yet here I was, trudging thro

r tumble, and my muscles ached with exhaustion. Still, I fo

anches, creating a low, mournful whi

rn back, to run away, but I couldn'

hey appeared from nowhere with tattered clothing and hair that hadn

towards me, their eyes gleaming with hunger

rough and low. He was tall and skinny, with brown, oily hair flopping in

" The second rogue asked, his voice mocking as

int of weakness would be an invitation, and I

egarding their words as I clenched my

orward as he extended his hand in my way. "Hey, I'm talking to

approached me. My heart hammered in m

ny rogues who presumably ha

, but they weren't goin

r clothes baggy on them. Whatever strength they had came f

inking, I threw a punch. My fist connected with his jaw

llowed. The brown-haired scoundrel, narrowed his eyes a

k, cursing as he

He spat, wrath bl

fted my knee and drove it straight into his groin, the words of Shelly the Sh

asping for breath, and I di

yet. He snarled and grabbed my arm, dr

ard a sickening crack, and pain erupted in my side. My si

The rogue stood above me, snarling, and he

ath, which I choked on because a p

king me again. "You think you're

d up to shield my body from t

? Beaten to death by two filthy

A rush of strength I did not know I s

ched out and grabbed the leg of the r

ones echoed through the air and hi

nd roundhoused the second one who wa

to fly backward, and his bo

to see if he was

e them move, as fast as poss

harp pain from my broken rib, but I couldn't stop.

orward as he extended his hand in my way. "Hey, I'm talking to

oared in my ears as I fled. I didn't know wher

but I continued running, refusing to give in

re, the ground dis

hill, bouncing off of rocks and dirt a

nd all I could do was grip the

n shot through my body. My eyes went all fuzzy, and I ju

? Was this

eard something...voices. Fain

ce said, disbelief and

this, sweet, and almost intoxi

cent washed over me, comforting

s was my last thought bef