Moan
Send me “Moan” and I’ll generate a number!
Two: My muse will get down on their knees for your muse
♔ —— | Warm heavy breathes could be seen leaving the brunette’slips as the brisk of the night was soon felt upon her skin once the adrenalinesubsided. She took refuge within a cabin and assumed it would be safe. But, anassailant completely caught her off guard once she half dozed off. Thefireplace was out and all which was left to see was illuminated by the moon’slight. It was difficult to see the enemy as he was dressed in all black andwithout much magic energy left, the brunette knew that it would be better towave the white flag so that she may survive to fight another day.
After all, ifhe wanted to kill her he would have done so when she was sleeping. Garnetdropped her daggers, her fingertips feeling a tingle before going numb. Herbreathes were still a little harsh. Gingerly, she fell upon her tremblingknees, the cold finally kissing her entire body with dullness. “ I can’t fight you.”Although she was good with daggers, this man was a better fighter. She bowedher head and let her arms dangle at her side, anxiety beginning to fester asshe wondered what would come next.
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