Draconian: by: Elizabeth Paul They knew it would come. For it always does. The dry fridge gusts of wind pulled at them The normally dewy grass was drying out to its core turning it brown and with every agonizing gust of wing more and more were swept away It would come soon It was only a matter of time it had come many times before leaving a trail of rotting orchids as a reminder no one was safe it had come swiftly and patiently waiting bit by bit it spread through the land devastating all it touched before long it had unwillingly, and forcefully ingrained itself into the law of the land no man women or child was safe or ignorant of this being and what came with it but it was not alone those that it felt had grand potential were allowed to become it's slaves They were promised freedom eventually, but once they agreed their souls just like everything else It touched, rotted from the inside out once you joined it their was no going back it's presence had becom
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