Embers of desire

Embers of desire

MADALINA

The hut in the woods wasn't any cozy, rugged, and rustic cabin perfect for romantic getaways. It was a small building made of oak logs and stones, filled with bunk beds, a large oak table with chairs, emergency clothes, canned food, and weapons. There was no bathroom and whenever a soldier needed to clean himself, he used the nearby stream. It was also what I did after I had arrived at the abandoned shelter and stripped of my dirty and bloody clothes..

Dust particles danced in the rays of sunlight that filtered through the cracks in the wooden walls. The sound of rustling leaves and chirping birds was filling the air and if I could just close my eyes and forget about the reality, it would have been truly a lovely day.

My hands still shook as I was scrubbing off werewolf's blood. I was overwhelmed with many regrets. It was hard to shake them off and just move on. I was a trained assassin and therefore knew at least fifty different ways to kill a person. I was