her mother's head hung from her father's hand, dripping with blood.
She shook her head her hand coming to her mouth.
A soft cackle came from her father's throat.
"Finally, it is mine!"
He held his hand up, a golden scyth gleaming with blood raised into the air.
Kerr couldn't hold it in anymore, she screamed.
He turned around suddenly, a soft smile spread across his evil blood spattered face.
"Come here my child." his long finger beckoned her near.
She shook her head taking a step back.
He lunged for her, but she found the strength to turn and run.
she scrambled down the hall, knocking things down behind her so he couldn't follow.
she reached the door, the guards leaping out of her way.
She ran past the gate, shutting it behind her and pulling the lock through to the outside and locked it.
Her father was chasing her, the scyth still in his hand, dripping with her mother's blood, thirsting for hers.
She ran away from the gate, falling down and scuttling back as her father hit the gate.
"Come back, Child!" he screamed.
she brought her legs under her and forced herself to keep running.
"I will get you! One day! I will get you!"
Kerr bolted up, nearly tumbling out of the tree she was in. Ilan was resting next to her, he lifted his muzzel to look at her. She rubbed between his ears.
"It was just a dream.. he is not here."
"It was just a dream.. he is not here."
Ilan woofed quietly and settled his head in her lap.
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