~He gave himself up to save her~

He made the wrong choice now he had to pay the price.

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Careful little princess, careful little boy what you choose, for to consent, is to lose.

The dragon's mouth is wide, filled with bones. It reeks of death and human flesh.

With gold and diamond, he lures you in. 

He has beady pearls-flames for eyes, 

And like a sheep to the slaughter, you're served on a platter.

He never gets enough; for like a lion, he goes about seeking whom to devour—his sole desire.

So children, run, keep your concession, 

Or ye might be next. Ye have been warned.

Remember this tale...the serpent never sleeps.

The Concession

Work was different that day; it was Monday. 


Will sat on the edge of his bed and stared at the empty space that Hope's body had been not ten minutes ago. 


His heart fluttered a bit just thinking about her. Yesterday had felt so surreal. It had been just the two of them talking about their time together before everything. 


And also, eating her food the other night had been great, it'd been better than anything he could have made. 


She'd left quite in a hurry and hadn't had breakfast. 


She'd left early to prepare for work. She'd been so flustered waking up. 


Will smiled a bit remembering the sight of her in the morning light. 


He still couldn't believe that the woman he'd been missing, the woman that hunted his dreams had been there by his side all these years. 


It felt like a dream. He wanted to know why she had kept it from him. 


Why would she knowingly pretend? It was so strange. 


Chapter Nine