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New York Dead Stuart Woods Stone Barrington

Into The woods

"There is a famous folklore about the woods among the nearby towns and villages. They say the woods have trees made of gold. They say the woods have animals and birds that speak human languages. They say the woods are filled with treasures hidden in every nook and corner." A young woman, intrigued, asked, "But then why does no one visit the woods?" The old woman, her voice low and heavy with warning, replied, "It's not because they don't want to, but because they don't dare. They say the woods have man-eating trees. They say the woods are home to monsters who are masters of deceit. And worst of all, they say the woods are alive, and they bring out the darkest parts of anyone who sets foot on their land." The young woman gasped, her curiosity tempered by a flicker of fear. The old woman leaned in closer, her piercing gaze locking onto the younger woman's. "The woods will lure you, entice you, and call out to you, whispering that you are special. But no matter what it says or does, don't go into the woods. If you value your life and your family, don't let greed guide your steps into their depths." The room fell silent, but the weight of the warning hung heavily in the air. The old women asks with a mysterious smile to the young woman and the people with her, "But! can you resist? Can anyone truly suppress the overwhelming desire to uncover the truth? the riches? the adventure? Will you heed the warnings-or succumb to the call of the woods? Step forward and uncover the secrets that await... if you dare."
Ialwaysfeelsleepy · 2.4K Views

Sword in Stone

Artie had lived her whole life feeling like a joke. Whether it came to her full name, her parents ‘abandoning’ her and her next door neighbours taking her in, or finding out that her lover was part of a cult and was cheating on her. Said lover then stabbed her. It felt like she just couldn’t catch a break. So when she found herself in a puddle of her own blood, staring up at a fake painted sky, she could only find humour in the situation, and prayed that the next life was kinder. Only she woke up. In the same body, with the same stab wound, only in a world full of magic, swords, and a dead King Arthur? Yup. The round table existed, the knights existed, and so did everyone of legend that she’d heard about as a child. Only it was the beginning of their tales. Nothing had happened yet, except the formation of Camelot, the crowning of the King, and then the sudden death of the King of Legend, King Arthur Pendragon. She would have thought this was another cruel joke if everyone wasn’t wandering around in mourning clothes. If this was a practical joke, it wasn’t a very funny one. Artie was tired. She’d already spent almost a decade working as a police officer, and then a detective, so she felt like she had earned her peace. Especially after all the shit she’d been put through, but someone had different plans. And Artie’s life wasn’t quite done yet. In fact, it seemed like in the eyes of the creatures of this world, this was where she was always meant to be. The time she spent getting her ass handed to her in the other dimension? Just a warm up. And now she was expected to just…go along with what everyone else wanted her to do? Including magical beings who were responsible for taking her from one dimension to another. Artie felt like she was in over her head, even if there were several concerned, attractive knights around her. She wasn’t sure if she was going to run away from all the new responsibilities, or embrace them. She wasn’t a rule breaker by nature, but maybe now was the time to change?
CalyB · 164K Views
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