24 - The Wolves

Maya

Running.

I’ve always had that habit. It seemed I always got away, whenever the situation called for it. And this is what I had told everyone around me.

Trixie parted with me, like I asked earlier. The road back to the cemetery was something I was familiar with. Yet… that wasn’t my destination.

“I shouldn’t be out here, wandering…” I trailed, knowing the last time I was alone, some wolves chased me.

“Maya!!!”

I looked towards where the voice came from only to see Trixie, chanting some words which sounded like spells. I gasped at the sight of a gigantic creature, which skin was in black entirety and a body which was rough as a stone.

“What the hell is that?!” My chest paced, knowing it had been coming to attack me.

“Spirit moles!” she exclaimed, swaying her hands at it, while it shrieked in agony. It turned into ashes slowly, before evaporating into the thin air.

“You saved me, why? Where you following me?”

“We have to flee now, Maya! Common!” she said, running while I followed ins