~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

"Hope." It was Mary. She knocked softly on the door but there was no answer. 


"Hope, it's today," Mary said lowly but she knew Hope could hear her. 


"It's not your fault," Mary said, sighing, she wanted to say something else but decided against it. 


"Everyone's waiting outside, we leave in ten minutes," Mary said instead. 


Hope was in Will's room at the cabin, the one he had used while he was with them. It's been two days since they'd stolen his body from them. 


Hope's movement ceased, as well as her heart, 


Hope pushed past Mary and lunged for the door. 


"William, William!" Hope pushed past everyone in the room tears blinding her eyes. 


She came to where he lay. She held his hand—he was still warm. 


"William," she held two fingers to his neck and her heart stuttered when she felt no pulse. 


She turned to the nearest person to her, 


Chapter Fourteen