Graveyard Shifter

The sky was dark and gray as rain gently fell onto the two open graves and the third that was being slowly covered with the dirt. She was four years old in stiff new clothes for the funeral of her grandmother and the two peaceful figures in the re...

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The Outcasts

Chink, Chink, Chink. The sound of metal on steel echoed around the quiet clearing in the middle of the Forbidden Lands where the blacksmith's people were exiled long ago. A small dirt path led the way from the front door of the f...

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