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SHADOW OF THE FAE

GO IF YOU DARE.

The foggy forest holds a dark secret.

 

I am called Decima. I live in Rome, and the year is 410 AD. I am a fourteen year old girl, and I ran away from my abusive mother. I followed the Will O the Wisps into the dark wood, and I fell into the fae lands of Arcadia. There, the mists are malignant and the Shadow of the True Fae has me in his grasp. Time moves differently here. I must escape, or become His slave forever. And when I say forever, I mean for. Ever...

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My mother’s hand left a loud and violent crack across my face. I was fourteen, and there was nothing I could have said or done that justified such a reaction from her. I wasted no time whatsoever: I immediately turned away from her and whatever she had next to say, and I made my way through the kitchen door leading outside. Grabbing my cloak on the way, I stepped out onto the back stoop. 

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The stoop itself was surrounded by rose bushes. It was often where my mother would smoke her hand-rolled cigarettes. Thankfully, the air was clear of her smoky residue. Instead, the air was cool and crisp, and it made the handprint on my face sting. It was the year of our lord 410, and it is autumn in Rome. The breeze blew red and gold leaves to the ground in a fire-colored snow, blanketing the orchard floor. I wrapped my wool cloak tighter around my body to shield myself against the autumnal flurry, stepping through the threshold of my mother’s house and onto the faded grass. The din of nine other children hummed from the kitchen behind me, completely overshadowed by my mother screaming at me as I left.

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