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Hey is my first story and I hope you enjoy. This is a dream which is usually how a story is created. The world in which the story is based is to be like ours but it's like a parallel universe. Again thank you for reading and please do send feedback.
Demons of the Night
There I sat in the mist chained to a stake as the sun went down. I was happy during the day but why? Why should I be happy? When just a few days ago
I watched my village get killed. They came in the dead of night slaying all in their way. I could not help but watch in horror as my father then my mother
was killed. They came at me and my siblings so I stepped in front of them but I was hit hard and as I was blacking out I heard their cries. After that
everything has been a nightmare after; every morning from sunrise to sunset I've been chained and from sunset to sunrise tortured by demons. Soon
they will be waking up and the pain will start again like always. They'd sink their teeth in to me making it as painful as possible and unbearable. I'm
unsure how long this has been going on for the days just melted together what's the point in it when there was nothing to look forward to. What's that
sound is that a horse cart and there other with it and a lot by the sounds of the marching feet. Maybe I should scream for help would the demons kill
them? There's a human shape coming through the mist could it be someone coming to help me? Or could it be one of those demons? Should I fight or beg
for death? Why should I even care? There's nothing left for me anymore. "Hey guys I found a girl" shouted the man as he came near I could see he was
human. He came over and cut the chain off me say over and over again that everything would be ok. I could not help but cry not because I believed him
but that nothing would be alright again. I was not in the best of states my clothes are in rags; I had lost weight, and was covered in blood and dirt from
head to toe. The horse cart had pulled up beside us men were marching behind it all dressed in the same uniform. The man that had helped me was
mid-thirties and had white blond hair by the looks of him he was a very muscular in his youth. He went to talk to the cart driver he was saying something
about the church. I looked over at the horses they looked half dead I went to pet the one nearest to me. It reared up and let out a blood curdling scream
I quickly backed away and it settled down. I looked at every one they seemed unsure how to respond. The blond white haired man came over and gently
picked me up and put me in the cart. "I'm going to have a look inside the church" he said to the cart driver and started to walk away "be careful harry"
said the cart driver. I wanted yell to him to tell him of the death that waits in the shadows of the church. But nothing came out nothing but silence. I
looked back as we were leaving I saw him go in and two shadows following. I knew I would never see him again at least not alive.
Well I know it might not be the best but I tried. Let me know what you though. And I'm sorry about any bad grammar and that it's short please stay tone for the next chapter.