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A Golden Dragon Chapter II Section IA Golden Dragon
Perrault ran faster than he had in a long time, the stolen sack of Elkrian wheat tucked under his arm. He was a common thief, who made his living selling his "goods" to the unsuspecting, and now he had a sack of fresh grain to sell in Hapstown.
His merry thoughts were interrupted by more gunshots and the sound of a horse at a gallop possibly two. The lead pellets struck closer and closer to him. The final one of the volley buried itself in a tree I just in front of him, spraying him with dust and bark. The locals had gotten themselves some new security and now Perrault found himself minutes away from capture... Today was not as good a day as he would have thought. Now the trees became thicker as he moved north into the forest and dangerously close to New Sumre.
A single mounted guard followed as best they could through the tangle of underbrush and roots. The night had been warm and boring; the field granary was not very exiting without being alo
A Golden Dragon Chapter IA Golden Dragon
Saren stood, his feet still in the surf and looked out before the pristine white beach before him. The serene peace made him clutch his musket all the tighter. The frontier was dangerous if beautiful, everyone had heard stories of entire villages being wiped out by natives and disease, but that was the whole reason for his presence.
Saren had done simple jobs before, basic recon, patrols, even commanded a small force, but this was over and beyond anything he had previously accomplished. An entire colony was in his care, he was in command of the only Elkrain military force in the new world.
Ezeret shifted at his side, the dragon was frenzied and half mad with anxiety from the voyage across the ocean, and he jumped at very small noise that came from the forest a small ways away.
“It will pass, my friend.” Saren said patting the dragon’s neck. Saren removed a small yell
a hospital bird with soot in her lungsshe slept through a car crash
that almost killed her,
through whitewhite walls
where her lover dies
nobody thought she'd make it
but she woke up a few months later
with flowers in her hair
and ash in her airway
trying to remember how to start all over
but forgetting to remember how to live.
fall slipped from her open eyes
and winter crawled in for a long hibernation
to her the clouds looked sick
and pale like they might
let everything inside them out,
but she opened up wide instead,
spilling blood where there was none to be spilled.
her heart slipped down the street
and with unsteady hands
she stitched in a bird and cut off its wings.
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