YourDarkAngelForever

Chapter 9. I skipped the whole saying goodbye thing :/ ...... Arabella settled into her leather saddle, looking around her for the first real time. The woods stretched out before her for miles, but the thick brush only allowed her to see out for a few yards. Tall oaks, maples, cedars, and pines stretched up to the cloudy heavens, branches fanning out and producing a canopy of dark green leaves. A breeze floated through the tree tops, brushing bits of long brown hair over Arabella's face, tangling in her long eye lashes. She flicked her head, clearing her soft gaze of strands. The gentle, rythmic clip, clop, clip, clop of the horses...

Chapter 9. I skipped the whole saying goodbye thing :/ ...... Arabella settled into her leather saddle, looking around her for the first real time. The woods stretched out before her for miles, but the thick brush only allowed her to see out for a few yards. Tall oaks, maples, cedars, and pines stretched up to the cloudy heavens, branches fanning out and producing a canopy of dark green leaves. A breeze floated through the tree tops, brushing bits of long brown hair over Arabella's face, tangling in her long eye lashes. She flicked her head, clearing her soft gaze of strands. The gentle, rythmic clip, clop, clip, clop of the horses...

Chapter 1. Arabella crept slowly down the hill on the outskirts of town. She held her wooden bow securely in her right hand while she pulled out a long, skinny arrow with her left. Her deep green eyes were locked in place, zeroing in on the light brown hide of a large stag. The animal had to be at least two hundred pounds, and its head was crowned with long, pointed antlers that spread out like the branches of an old tree. His hind quarters were hidden by the tall oak tree that stood in Arabella's line of view. She glanced around one last time. The young girl stepped off of the old, worn path and into the dark, damp grass that seemed to ...