~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

I will make your oppressors eat their flesh, and they shall be drunk with their blood as with wine. Then all flesh shall know that I am the Lord your Saviour and your Redeemer, the Mighty One of Jacob. 


 "We have to get to William," Seth said beside Hope. 


"We can't lose." Hope gritted her teeth warding off yet another demon. 


They were not on the physical plane, this was the spirit realm. It was wide, dark, and eery. You couldn't see its end. 


Swords clanked against swords causing a hazardous ripple to the lifeless void around them. 


Hope's breathing was ragged. She'd never had to face that many opponents at once. She was getting worn out. 


This was the spirit realm where warfare went down. 


An explosion resounded beside them maiming at least five of them. 


The void was bare, there was only darkness as far as the eyes could see. 


The demons were more than they thought. They really wanted William so badly. 


Chapter Twenty Six