The Beast

She ran as fast as her weary legs could carry her, chest burning with every heaving breath. Yet still the beasts chased her, relentless in their pursuit. If she could make it to the mountain caves she might be able to escape their¬†wrath. She could no longer hear them, but she knew they were¬†there. The…

The Power

There it stood before her, an empty battle field strewn with the weapons of war. Not a wounded man in sight, and she had done it. Perhaps her grandfather was wrong.