The Run
I prefer the Fae.
Although I continue forward, I keep my senses alert for any movements that will come my way. If its Fae, I will have to stop moving and talk to them, reassure them I am not a threat and show them the token on my ear. If it is a vampire, I will have to be ready to fight to the death. The forest slowly quiets, the sounds of night life fading away until an earie silence is left. Taking a deep breath, I try to pinpoint where the threat is coming from, dodging backwards just in time for a black figure to come crashing by, smashing into the tree. Dropping my back pack, I eye the figure sprawled out on their back at the base of the tree waiting to see what will happen. Turns out I
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