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Snippet from "In the Shadow of the Temple" | AO3, Wattpad
Mehira’s heartbeat roared in her ears as she ran, drowning out the shouts and thundering footsteps of the hunters behind her. She swerved left as an arrow whizzed past her ear and embedded itself in a nearby elm. Branches battered her arms and ferns threatened to entangle her legs.
She caught a glimpse of a creek through the leaves, and only hesitated for a moment before scrambling down the bank and wading as quickly as she dared across the water. The water only came up to her knees at the deepest point, but the creek was fairly wide. She hauled herself up the bank and made it to the treeline just as the hunters broke through on the other side. She kept running.
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"It was only supposed to be once" | AO3
It was only supposed to be once.
One time where the only thing that mattered was the two of them.
It didn’t matter how long the shadows stood,
It didn’t matter how long the day was,
It didn’t matter how long the moons stood still,
It didn’t matter how other temples stood tall,
It didn’t matter how rumors ripped through the lands,
It didn’t matter how he would be gazed upon after,
It didn’t matter how he had lost everything to be here,
It didn’t matter how he had traded his entire being to be here,
It didn’t matter how he’d be run off by the archdruid afterwards,
It didn’t matter how every aspect of his being would ache afterwards,
It didn’t matter how he would be consumed by guilt and shame afterwards,
It didn’t matter.
It was just the two of them,
(The sun and the moon,
The wolf and the fawn,
The black hole and the planet)
For a moment in time,
(Not even a blip on her timeline,
A moment in her eon)
And it was only supposed to be once.
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