TW: fear, pain, bl..d, m.rder
--Briar--
Avery screams, tears falling faster and faster. Her shaky hands cradle her mother.
Hadron pants from across the room. His eyes meet Flare and Bastet.
Flare drags Bastet. He pulls on them as they stare. Golden eyes.
Good eyes.
Golden eyes flecked with blood.
Bastet killed the Queen. Bastet killed Roux.
Bastet...
They have blood on their hands.
I frown. As I stare forward. My eyes blur.
Bastet is worse than me? No. No. We're both just terrible.
I'm worse.
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Storms of the Sky
FantasyEvery mythical world Bastet has read about is paradise compared to the hell they live in. Maylea is not that place. With some possessing unordinary abilities, two friends as different as the sun and sea, and a pretty assassin out for their head, Bas...
