Lyssa_Marie
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"Stay here, Red. I won't be gone long. Overnight at most. But if anything happens..."
The young, petite girl of nineteen years stared out at the speckled window in to the forest grounds. It had been three days since her mentor, the woodsman, said those words before he headed out in to the woods. He had spoke of heading for the nearby village to check out the rumors of a large serpent creature eating away at the barn animals. As much as Red wanted to come along as usual, her mentor insisted she stayed in the cabin, mentioning that Red had not recovered just yet from the attack done to her by the man eating stymphalian birds.
Just several hard pecks to the shoulders and back of the neck. But still, he insisted that she needed to recover.
By the third night, Red couldn't shake off the feeling that something happened to the woodsman. Hunters came and went when it came to exploring the areas or committing to their duty of battling creatures but to be gone for days without any contact raised alarms.
Grabbing her cloak in the cupboard and an oversized scythe, Red headed out of the cabin and to the twisted paths. Serpents...serpents. Land or sea or a dual creature? The path continued on until it split in two. To the left was the main town village while the other led to the small lakeside mostly consisting of farmers.
Tightening the knot on her hood, the breezy weather welcomed her to the clearing.
"Stay here, Red. I won't be gone long. Overnight at most. But if anything happens..."
The young, petite girl of nineteen years stared out at the speckled window in to the forest grounds. It had been three days since her mentor, the woodsman, said those words before he headed out in to the woods. He had spoke of heading for the nearby village to check out the rumors of a large serpent creature eating away at the barn animals. As much as Red wanted to come along as usual, her mentor insisted she stayed in the cabin, mentioning that Red had not recovered just yet from the attack done to her by the man eating stymphalian birds.
Just several hard pecks to the shoulders and back of the neck. But still, he insisted that she needed to recover.
By the third night, Red couldn't shake off the feeling that something happened to the woodsman. Hunters came and went when it came to exploring the areas or committing to their duty of battling creatures but to be gone for days without any contact raised alarms.
Grabbing her cloak in the cupboard and an oversized scythe, Red headed out of the cabin and to the twisted paths. Serpents...serpents. Land or sea or a dual creature? The path continued on until it split in two. To the left was the main town village while the other led to the small lakeside mostly consisting of farmers.
Tightening the knot on her hood, the breezy weather welcomed her to the clearing.
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