Raeanne Patterson
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Just a young woman full of uncertainty, looking to find her voice.
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Rose and Steel. Content Warning.
He had the makings of a seasoned hunter, but she was no ordinary prey. The small clearing had grown still with his slow, methodical approach, save for the trill of distant birdsong and the shiver of leaves whenever the humid air swept through and rattled them. But the chittering of squirrels and rustling of wild hares in the underbrush had since ceased, and she was left alone to wade through the lake’s sun-spangled shallows, distinctly aware of his movement in her periphery where he prowled through the overgrown tangle of brambles, presumably in search of a better vantage point.
By Raeanne Pattersonabout a year ago in Fiction
The Ward
For a thousand years, the world lies still. The scent of blood hangs heavy and metallic in the air. Fields are strewn with the decayed remains of fallen soldiers, and whole kingdoms that had once spanned several leagues now exist only in a state of ruin—razed to the ground to be overtaken by moss and vine as the earth seeks to reclaim that which rightfully belongs to it.
By Raeanne Patterson3 years ago in Fiction
