Barrow Fields Sometimes the unknown is good

She let go, she couldn't shake the words her had flung at her. She wouldn't not take his blood, refusing to think of his implications. Shalon backed away. Hoping she had inflicted enough damage to prevent an offense. She moved further and further, until she was sure that she was at a safe distance before turning and running along the beach. Ignoring the pain radiating from the bleeding wound. She ran until she could no longer run, her legs feeling numb. Once recovered enough, Shalon sougth to remove the trail that he might follow. The ventured into the water, seeing an island not far of the coast. She swam, neglecting the dark looming clouds overhead.

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