The Crimson Chronicles: Part III
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Part III of fantasy story. You can find Part I and II on my page. Hope you enjoy and thanks for reading!! 💕

The Crimson Chronicles: Part III

Thank you for continuing with me on my first series. It’s been a pleasure receiving comments and feedback from everyone. I truly appreciate every read I get! There will be one last part after Part 3. I just wanted to thank everyone for their love and support as I get closer to ending this wonderful adventure.

Thank You!

This evil dragon only seeks to quench...

This evil dragon only seeks to quench... his thirst for pixie tonight.

And the glimpse of sheer destruction only aids my eyes to ignite.

As the flames begin to stretch from my eyes

As the flames begin to stretch from my eyes to simply fly

As the flames begin to stretch from my eyes to simply fly with fairy dust.

To strangle this malevolent creature

To strangle this malevolent creature since it’s departure is a must.

It screams and wails in agony

as the surviving pixies try to flee.

They quick fly to another tree,

though the dark pixie stays and laughs at me.

As she holds

As she holds me

As she holds me down

and covers my eyes.

And I hear the screams and wails subside.

As the world looks different when I open my eyes

only to see

only to see and smell

only to see and smell a foul odor hidden in flies.

And the muck of an eerie bog

And the muck of an eerie bog with shadowed trees that howl and cry.

As the dark pixie says, “Do not fear me, your hatred will soon die.”

I’m bounded to a log by fairy dust, and the ground starts to sink.

The muddy water grabs me to hold me past the brink.

I’m forced to drink

I’m forced to drink this grainy water

until a green pixie flies to me and picks me out of the muck.

The evil, dark pixie says, “Mordova, wait! Let her sink so that ego can get stuck.”

“So you would kill her in the mud.” Mordova says.

“Moirana, be gentle.”

“She seems so fruitful and I can feel her evil bud. Don’t be so mental.”

As the green pixie reaches for my face

As the green pixie reaches for my face and I feel her cold fingers.

I see they stand out just like me, maybe where their motive lingers.

As Mordova says, “Welcome home, sister.”

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