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by: Simona Panova
Copyright 2013, Simona Panova.
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The desperate piercing scream of horror echoed far above the sharpened tops of the trees wrapped in thin obsidian-transparent mist, and I startled jerkily, tripping again, and almost collapsed onto the cold moist ground. The dark-crimson luxurious cloth of my long flared dress was lingering around my legs as I was running and that was restricting my movements and delaying me...
But I needed to run...
Another agonizing squeal of the same voice tore apart the silence of the centuries-old hazily obscure stolid forest, and I fiercely bit into my lips, struggling to hurry even when the overwhelming metallic taste of my own blood filled my mouth, and the all-absorbing feeling of predestination crushed into my senses, rendering me hopeless.
The victim was doomed!
Somewhere far out of my sight, the screaming
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