Shilo Marie
Joined November 2020
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Of Chains and Potions
An old road wandered through the trees. It reached a creek, now dried and overgrown. The wind rustled through the weeds, taking with it the smells of summer. A bridge stood, its weathered grey stones crumbling in sections. It sat behind a hill, the nearest houses out of view. The birds sang in the distance, unaware of the battle happening for the heart of the hero of mankind.
By Shilo Marie4 years ago in Fiction
Elris
“There weren’t always dragons in the Valley,” he slurred. The drunk spun his half full mug across the wooden table, spilling it. Shouts of protest came from the table he was sitting at. The tavern inn was busy and Elris didn’t listen to the rest of his story. She made her way to the back counter.
By Shilo Marie4 years ago in Fiction
