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minorfictionbythomas [2019-11-05 22:06:31 +0000 UTC]

A scream, shrill, piercing, and terrible split the night sky.
Silence held court upon the hill, the women eyes bore fresh tears and the men all fell upon their knees.
The people of the valley held their breath as they beheld their Lady, their governess, their protector her arms outstretched towards them, a smile on her tender face...
...a bolt protruding from the white feathered cloak that covered her chest. Her smile broadened as the feathers around the terrible wound turned a bright crimson.
Down on to her knees she slowly and serenely dropped with a silence and a grace that impressed even the people's elite soldiers.
This wasn't what they wanted.
It was the stranger that they were after.
The white man whose life they sought to claim...
...but she, their mystical and mysterious protector stood in their path.
She had tried to discourage their rage, calm their fears.
When that failed she took upon herself the bolt that they, her people had, intended for the poor stranger.
She took it to her heart and she took it without rage, she took it without a trace of shame or hatred.
The people watched as the stranger, the very life that they had devalued, the very life that they had sought to extinguish, helped to keep the arms of their beloved lady held high, held out to them all...  

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DawnKnights [2018-12-11 10:38:15 +0000 UTC]

This is super pretty. <33

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