Romans de Crudegold

Annabelle runs, her feet light, her breathing too quick. Her cheeks were stained with black blood, but she did not notice. She did not notice the various red spot on different part of her body, she did not notice her bleeding forehead. She only heard the hooves of the horses behind her, giving her a hot chase. A Chase which would decide her fate, a fate which she knew not but one thing she was sure of was that, she couldn't stop, she wanted to, but she couldn't, she can't and she won't.Different twigs and dried plants snapped as she stepped on them, she then fell as the soil underneath her feet opened and then closed above her. She landed hardly, falling unconscious.Frenger paused as Annabelle could no longer be seen. Her blonde hair and her torn red dress was out of sight. The woods whispered, and the tree breathed, nature bloomed and then one of Frenger's men screamed in pain. He had been bitten, by a poisinous snake.Each of the me stared at each other,

Annabelle screams louder, the torments unbearable. Some mice squeaked, while others gnawed dutifully on a different part of her body.Her blonde hair was soaked in sweat and her eyes screamed for help. She was in a new mental land. A land embodied with accurate torture." Pleeeease, please," Annabelle screamed. The words now becoming her mantra of unbelievable importance."Please...."She had said weakly before her hazel eyes darkened completely, pouring out black, murky tears and her hair welcomed a fine, touch of black shade.The bane-vine twists, hissing and they fell off turning from earthy-brown to black chaff, letting Annabelle move freely.Annabelle massage her wrists and then her ankle as each mouse fell of

The snow fell, resting on the hardened rock of Idil. On the far west of Idil was Frenger's county. A not too large land, inhabited by about threescore thousand heads.The snow fell, indicating a change. A change in season and perhaps a change in fate. Its thread thickened, the innocent screamed, the greedy men lavished in ecstasy.Annabelle opened her eyes lazily. The early morning rays stung, her breath stunk and her head ached.She tried to stand up but she couldn't.Where was she?, Why was witches' bane strapped around her body?.She felt weak her eyes heavy and her body feverish. She couldn't get enough oxygen, the empty room where she was, stunk of carcasses, ages-old carcasses." Arghhhhh" Annabe

Oden stares at the woman. In her hands was a child wrapped tightly." She made an attempt to escape, your highness," Bwalk said, breathing heavily trying to calm his horse.Oden couldn't bring himself to give an order to kill her." And what might your name be?" Oden asked." Esmeralda," she replied lightly her hazel eyes blinking rapidly. The child in her arms began to cry as if perceiving approaching danger." Bring her to the castle" Oden commanded, riding away to continue the slaughter. *******Annabelle moves quickly towards her prey.

Annabelle let them.She let the maidens apply the too white powder, she let the maidens tighten her ball gown to the fullest." Your hair ma lady" one of the maids asked.Annabelle stares at the mirror and then at her hair. It was long, blonde, beautiful and flowing freely." Let it be" Annabelle commands the stiff air in her voice made her voice sound foreign. She had never heard herself speak that way, in such gracious accent." Yes ma lady" the maid said moving out.Annabelle smiled, her hair would make her stand out. It might get the Prince's attention. After all, wasn't she the fairest in the whole of Idil." You seem

Annabelle looks around.Where was she? Everywhere is dark. The moon shun brightly but to Annabelle it seemed to be of crimson colour.She could hear screams of women and crying of children. Everywhere is set ablaze. The thick smoke sourced from the burning of wood, madeeverywhere hazy.A large rock bears an orange stone on its pinnacle and is guarded by the king's men. It is placed in front of the village acting like a shield.The scream and cries were getting louder. Annabelle stands in front of an already burning hut witnessing the terror before her,Why were the king's men doing this?Of what benefit will the death of innocent children be to them?" Take the child Esmeralda and escape" a masculine personnel says and then coughs. The figure was inside the hut, which Annabelle stood in front of.Annabelle pauses listening to their conversation." You have to keep her save till Henry gets help from the druids" the voice