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The Hunter In The Woods

Author: Seprai Harle
last update Last Updated: 2024-12-02 18:31:52
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Here’s where the fun is; leaning against a damp tree in the woods, twirling a strand of hair with one hand—while the other’s sweating in my jacket pocket—and watching an overly frightened girl whose chaotic emotions are serving as my best meal.

I’m not the one she’s seeing, I swear. And I don’t know if she really sees Hunter either; the man can hide.

I know because he was gone by the time I returned to the road after watching Zavere. And I can’t track him, not until he has a surge of emotions; like the anger he felt when he killed his guard or the bloodlust that swirled about him when he massacred the people at the mansion.

Enough rambling for now.

“Heidi, dear. Are you quite alright?” Magen’s voice is soft and laced with concern as she approaches Heidi, following the girl’s gaze to the forest.

All she sees are the starved trees with their stretched branches shaped as skeletons of emptiness and woe. However, Heidi remains unmoving, still staring, her eyes filled with a dread that
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