kristina kreutzer
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Revolution
They had waited too long. The sun stretched over the far horizon. A breeze rushed up the large hill which she stood upon. Her leathers kept it from penetrating her skin, but her long hair was pushed back. The thick black strands twirled aggressively behind her, whipping the side of her rosy cheeks. She closed her eyes allowing the wind to silence the growing stampede of the enemy crawling across the horizon. The sun at their backs, their numbers were immeasurable.
By kristina kreutzer5 years ago in Fiction
The Meeting
She felt his presence in the shadows behind her. Her slender fingers wrapped around the dagger Dorin had gifted her a few months prior. For protection, he had laughed. Now it was securely strapped to her waist, blade hidden within the confines of her skirts. The dress was stolen from a servant in the castle. The thick makeup was smeared across her eyes, although there was no real point to hiding her identity. Atarah had never ventured outside the castle before now, and she had never been socially presented to the world. She was invisible. Sixteen years' worth of invisible.
By kristina kreutzer5 years ago in Fiction
