Would you look at that! I actually managed to finished the second part today after all. :>
Warning for: some disturbing stuff (just to be on the safe side really)
They’d waited for him to leave, watching his home from the safety of the shadows. Seconds turned into minutes, and minutes stretched into hours. The fact that he’d had them down there for so long doing Plaguebringer knows what made her stomach hurt.
But they had to wait.
When he did finally emerge, clothes stained with little patches of red here and there, her heart lurched. What had he done to them? Were they even alive? He wiped his hands down the front of his furs and took a deep breath before striding away in the opposite direction with, much to her surprise, his “dogs” in tow.
“He didn’t see us,” she said, breathing a sigh a relief.
“Thank the Plaguebringer he didn’t,” Othello replied, “Just send out a prayer that we can even make it inside.”
She ranted at me for awhile. I need to teach Shakespeare and Mark Twain rather than stupid silly newspaper articles. I don’t teach any good writing.
I teach middle school. It’s our Informational Text Unit. I’m done.