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-[ Untainted Reflections ]- c h a p t e r 3
Shrill screams of despair rang throughout the forest, rendered silent by the frantic, howling winds. Raven awoke, her eyes adjusting to the darkness. She felt strong and revitalized, as if the winds breathed life into her once more. She sighed in satisfaction. In this wonderful world, there was a reality where she and her brother, and their parents, were happy once more. Suddenly, the winds of the air stopped, reduced to a soft, swirling breeze. The world swam before her eyes, and for a moment, the stars seemed to spiral down towards her, their starry paws floating in the air.
The dizziness abruptly stopped, the landscape flashing back into her eyes like a clear sheet. A bright light shone in front of her. Wincing at the sudden brightness, she took a tentative step forward. The light then transformed into a small ball about the size of a sparrow, which then morphed into the shape of a small kit. It stepped up to Raven and touched noses with her.
-[ Untainted Reflections ]- backstory
History of the Land Beyond the Mountains
There was once a time before the peace that lies upon the sleepy land of Mirth'gar, a time of hunger and desperation, a time of war. The ruler of the Fareth, the land of torture, decided that even Fareth was not enough for him. He assassinated the king in his own capital, Irfathgir, and brutally tortured his sons. One by one, the blessed land of Mirth was turned into a bloodstained battlefield of evil.
His name was Rafagor.
Rafagor called upon the vengeful souls of the Shades, who battled long ago in the battle of Partagon, the battle for peace. The good won, and the Shades were banished to earth and stone, trapped within living fire that burned and burned, scorching and fueling their desire for revenge. He slaughtered and killed, and despite the people's cries, not a single tear fell from his icy eyes. He left nothing but bones for the people to eat, and they starved while him, the Shades and his troops prospered.
There was no end to his
-[ Untainted Reflections ]- c h a p t e r 2
Raven took a step back, ears flattened, "C-Crow? I-Is that you?" Crow bared his fangs. "Of course it's me. Why don't we go home?" Raven took a step back again, terrified and unconvinced. Crow stepped forward slowly, his expression unreadable. Raven noticed his claws were unsheathed and drenched in the dark red color of blood. He raised his claws to his face, drawing a clean cut over his left cheek.
She turned and ran, the trees closing in around her. The mist grew heavier, until all she could see was red. She tripped over a tree root, falling flat on her snout. Terror clutched at her heart as she tried to get up, staggering to her feet. The smell of death was growing stronger. She barely registered anything until Crow's sturdily built body slammed into Raven, throwing her to the ground.
"You're mine now, sis." He pointed a claw at her throat and lightly dragged at across, tearing the gray fur. Tiny drops of pain began
-[ Untainted Reflections ]- c h a p t e r 1
Raven prodded the water of the silvery lake, sending ripples across its mirror-like surface. Her eyes were fixed on the mountains behind the lake.
Crow came and sat down beside her. "Are you fishing or thinking? If you are trying to fish, you're doing a bad job."
Raven ignored him. Crow groaned dramatically. "Sis, I thought you promised not to ignore meeeeeee!" The last letters floated on the waters, bouncing off its surface. Raven continued to zone out, paying no heed to her brother.
"Sis. Sis. Sis. Sis. Sis. Sis. Sis. Sis." Each word was accompanied with a poke from Crow. Raven got up abruptly and batted Crow on the face with sheathed claws, glaring at him. He rolled over onto his back.
"I'm deeeaaaaadddddd. Hear my painful last-" His moaning was cut off by Raven, who promptly jabbed the breath out of him. "Bro, stop it. By the name of Varathajr, just shut up, will you?"
-[ Untainted Reflections ]- p r o l o g u e
The sky was a gray blanket of clouds, resisting the sun 's persistent rays and darkening the land below. I crouched carefully, holding my breath. The grass rustled as the mouse scurried away. I got up and sighed.
"No luck hunting?" Crow, my brother, grinned as he stepped out from the bushes and undergrowth behind.
I shook my head resentfully. "Let's go find Mom and Dad. They said they were hunting, too. Maybe we could share tonight."
I padded back in the direction of our den, feeling the burnished orange maple leaves crunch between my paws. Crow was beside me, weaving in and out through the brambles and thorns. He hopped from on side to another. Not long after, I spotted the scent of vole. I motioned for Crow to stop. Dropping into the usual hunting stance, I creeped slowly towards it. I leaned back on my haunches, and sprang forward, pouncing on it. I quickly finished it off, feeling blood trickle onto m
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