Garlic Boi (Aruba) published:
PROMPT: Novel Writing Competition 2020
‘Patience. Breathing. Focus.’
His master told him these three things incessantly. Under his teachings, his arrows flew true, never missed. Now, they ran through his mind, like the rivers below, next to the camp. He spied his target, a man clad in heavy armor, adorned in dragon’s visage, his fire laden helm too thick for a normal arrow. He reached behind his waist, thumbing a single arrow with a larger-than-normal feathering. Still there. He watched silently as his target retreated...
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