Wednesday, February 17, 2016

100 Words a Day 790

Elric said nothing as I threw my things into a satchel and stormed off. I hated him. Because of him I’m stuck with this stupid arm.

I flexed the purple hand and was disgusted by the feeling of powerful muscles contracting the bones and sinews into a large fist.

I stormed down the mountainside until I came to the path that led to the small village where Elric went to trade. I neglected to take a cape or cloak of any kind and had no way to hide my arm.

Upon entering the village, I was met with angry fear.

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