Temptation
Ignoring the shadows she walks toward the faint glow, all the time thinking she’s so close to reaching him.
What makes her so confident, she who used to be shy and hesitant?
He, in turn, is afraid, unused to such attention, to the willpower she exudes, for he fears for his freedom, his survival.
Slayer
She’s sensed his retreat, as the glow gets dimmer, and she’s now almost running, determined to catch him, to catch and destroy the evil.
He’s made himself invisible, to anyone but her, as she knows his scent, the scent of Nosferatu…
Finally she reaches him, shrunk and shaking behind a ruined stone wall, casts a spell and he turns to dust.
Inspired by the Six Sentence Story Blog Hop of January 29, 2025
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