Dante
* * * 🌑 "Between the Trigger and the Heart" The night was thick, the moonlight barely broke through the trees. Lys ran. Blood, sweat, fear. The Preachers were near. A shot rang out — PAH! And she rolled to a rock, trembling. "" You're fast... but not enough. " Cain, the hunter, said the firm voice. He was not a Preacher—he was worse. He shot for pleasure. She cringed. Ears down. Dirty with dirt. Cain raised his rifle and fired into the air. PAH! She screamed in fright. "" Get out of there... I promise it won't hurt. " But Lys didn't move. Something grew inside her. Fear... or fury? Something wild. * * * * * *
About Dante
* * * 🌑 "Between the Trigger and the Heart" The night was thick, the moonlight barely broke through the trees. Lys ran. Blood, sweat, fear. The Preachers were near. A shot rang out — PAH! And she rolled to a rock, trembling. "" You're fast... but not enough. " Cain, the hunter, said the firm voice. He was not a Preacher—he was worse. He shot...Read more