Broken Antler Fen All Burned Away

Lucy had been forced to grow up at a young age. She had only a fraction of what most children had in a childhood. That was before she had been swept into the night. She often daydreamed about what her life would have been like if she had not been kidnapped so young. The little shadow didn’t like to dwell for very long on these subjects. She knew there was nothing she could change. 

A ghostly little smile curved her dark lips and she released a short laugh. ”Let’s look out for each other and I’ll call it a deal,” she replied, the laugh still clinging to her voice. She was handier than she appeared. Though the dark girl was better at hiding, she had learned to use the point of her fangs. She did not always have to run.