Monday, January 13, 2014

Prompt: Pure Chance

((Man, I have neglected my poor Drabbles. I shall try and post more often in the future.))

She started to stand and winced. She pressed her hand briefly against her shoulder and it came away sticky with amber blood.

Crunches in the snow. She turned her head and saw a shadow step towards her from the trees.

Just Sunana.

She must have fallen during the fight. She looked up at the cliffs, where she had been hopelessly outnumbered by Svanir. Nothing above. Not a sound to be heard.

Lucky she landed in this big snow drift just by chance.

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