[ONC ROUND I AMBASSADOR PICKS]
"You can't burn all of the witches, dear child. Where one falls, another drinks her blood and rises."
A sellsword discovers that perhaps, just perhaps, maybe the humanity she is trying to save doesn't have much human...
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THE PYRE
Lady Ingrid is a knight in plague afflicted lands. Terror runs through the streets. There is more space for the dead than the living. Her job involves slaving after rich, foolish lords; after all, she is nothing more than a sellsword with a title.
Then there are the witches. Women of different backgrounds. Unnoticed until they are strapped to the pyre, burnt to ashes, until they fall, not even having the benefit of a grave. Witches, accused for all the trouble that the lands are suffering.
But what happens when the pyre is no longer enough?
What happens when the pyre is no longer on the side of the humans?
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AUTHOR'S NOTE
Hello! Irya here. This is my entry for the Open Novella Contest 2021, and the prompt I have chosen is Prompt #1, though with sufficient interpretation and alteration:
"You either die a hero or live long enough to see yourself become the villain." From the Dark Knight
And also Prompt #4:
"You're a weapon and weapons don't weep."
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WARNINGS
Contains death, war, murder, burnings, witch-hunts, violence, foul language, misogynies, sickness and epidemics, mental illness. No explicit content. Recommended for 16 and up.
