Goldenlocks And Her Forbidden Desire - Plot & Excerpts
In the distance, a single plume of smoke reached up from the tree-lined horizon like a shadowy claw damning the heavens above. As I stumbled over a loose root in the mud, I shot worried glances at the black blemish through the trees. My village was burning and I had nowhere to flee but these murky, forbidden woods. The wolfmen often wandered south during the winter, to raid and pillage the rural tribes who lived in the lower grasslands. But the cold season lingered too long into the spring and the vicious half-beasts were becoming bolder. I jumped down into a rocky creek, splashing my scratchy gray wool skirt and startling a fox, who bounded into the brush. My rough leather boots were already soaked and the skin on my legs was numb from the cold. But I ignored the discomfort as my fear drove me onward. They struck in the dim light of the early dawn, flowing across the grasslands in a tide of gray fur.
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