
The things we do“What if it’s us they’ve come for?” The Altmeri woman glanced out the window. She was worried, stressed and kept rubbing her hands in that way that said she was on the brink of panic.The things we do3 days ago in Short Stories
“Psylina, calm down. We have no reason to believe they know who we are” Her husband said while placing his hands on her shoulders in an attempt to calm her. She sighed still giving worried glances out the window of their house.
“I know, I know. It’s just…these patrols have been showing up more frequently lately, and how long will it take them to figure out who we are, Undamil, how long?” Undamil didn&

Chapter 3: The Elf Chapter 3Chapter 3: The Elf3 weeks ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Elf
There is no such thing as a place that is always bright. In the lightest space, there is always a dark cavern. In the merriest crowds, there is always silence.
It was her job to know where that dark silence was. Find it, hide in it, and wait. Wait for your turn to do your job, and then retreat back into your place, never noticed, never found, never advancing into the light. She was the very best there was at what she did.
And yet she had failed.
Never before had a person turned to face her. Never before had she used 8 arrows to take someone down.
She held her hand in front of her face. It was shaking violently. Sh