The acrid scent of charred wood and flesh assaults the air around you and ash falls on your eyelashes as you seek refuge from the horror around you. You don’t have time to escape like others, so you hide in the rubble of a smoldering shed. A massive man comes into view, his tattooed and scarred body glistening with sweat and blood. A large white wolf stands by his side, as large as a pony and just as scarred as it’s master. The man growls at the wolf. “Bronach, seek.”
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2LittleRed82
08/10/2024
Rose Taylor
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08/10/2024