She pulled back the bowstring, letting the arrow fly with a huff. With a dull thud, it landed on the outer edge of her target.
While she had mastered the use of both sword and dagger, her accuracy with a bow was still lacking.
Being a perfectionist, it never ceased to infuriate her.
And so she found herself practicing during every free moment she could get her hands on. Her fingers were sore and covered in blisters, and her arms trembled with every use of force.
At least she had managed to hit some part of the target by now.
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Tiny Stories
Short StoryA collection of 100 word stories, based on two prompt list challenges. The first 100 stories will be based on general themes, the last 100 will be based on a list of 100 emotions. *COMPLETED*
