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Logan’s Curse – Chapter 2

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“It would have been soo easy for me, so easy to simply demand you open the door, bow at my feet, and worship at my altar until your spirit broke. Any number of charms could have done the job. Yet I have left you quite sane, quite in control of your faculties. Remember that. The choice will still be yours alone, Logan, whatever you decide to do.” Logan confronts the demons…demon, of his past.

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A Little Rat

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She rested her head on forearm, the silky, spotted fur resting gently against her cheek, tapping the sharp claw on the end of her hand against her temple, the cat-like ears on the top of her head, sprouting out from a mess of short, yellow hair, twitching as he stepped on another stick. Now that she thought about it, watching him rumble through the underbrush, he was more like a very fat rat meandering its way through the forest floor, caution thrown to the wind in its arrogance to satisfy its hunger, not knowing an owl hovered just above, watching in bemusement at its antics. She had to stifle a chuckle at the comparison: it wouldn’t be fun if the prey knew it was being hunted just yet. 

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The Bird and The Cage Chapter 3

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Taking a deep breath, she focused only on him, watching him as he stepped further and further into the clearing before he reached far enough from the trees. She took one last cursory glance around the clearing, but, much like how she had first seen it, it remained empty except for her and her target. She took to the sky quick, spreading her wings and hovering just a bit behind him. The angle was perfect, and her target was clear to her–this wouldn’t be any more trouble than any other hunt that had transpired before it, and it felt like those hunts prepared her perfectly for this moment. She took one last deep breath before she began her descent, gliding towards him unblinkingly, her talons now raised out in front of her, aimed for his shoulders, the wind and the pounding of her heart roaring in her ears.

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The Bird and the Cage Introduction

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His eyes narrowed suddenly at one set of tracks, however: they didn’t seem to be from any animal that he knew of that lived in the woods. The tracks were bird-like, but the imprints were bigger than any bird that he knew of. Curious, he placed his hand next to the track and saw they were almost the same size, with the tip of his fingers being the difference. The way the tracks were spaced was odd as well: instead of the typical straight and parallel nature of most bird tracks as they hop along the ground, these tracks were spaced as if the thing was walking like a man–one in front of the other, albeit, if the man making them was drunk.

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