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The Raven’s Children: Snippet
By: E. M. Peterson
The wolf smiled boldly as he eyed Fray. “What’s wrong child? Scared of a little danger?”
Fray’s eyes narrowed at the creature before her. He may look like a human but she knew what they said about sheep’s coat.
"You think I’m scared?" she asked, her tone quickly turning like overturned coffee.
"I can smell your fear," he laughed cracking his fingers as he looked at his nearby shadows. From it came eyes that matched his own as giants rose out from the corners of the small courtyard.
"I afraid that is your own scent, stupid wolf," she hissed opening her hands.
"Well, we shall just need to see who the liar is, Raven’s kin," he chuckled, running a hand over his black locks. "Good luck," he sneered.
Frey’s ice blonde hair moved in unseen wind as her own irises began to glow. “Goodbye, Wolf.”
Suddenly the shadows spun and shook and the while the Wolf and his giants looked on in curiosity, Fray smirked as his fear was made.
© E.M. Peterson