Chapter 74- Tik Tok, Tik Tok

Chapter 74- Tik Tok, Tik Tok

The human race has one

really effective weapon,

and that is laughter.

~Mark Twain

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It was cold. The sallow crescent moon shone like a silvery claw in the gloaming sky. The night crept utp, its familiar breeze that send chills down one’s spine. The heavy stillness of dusk was broken only by the scuff of a soft breeze and the clatter of her footsteps. She was here.

It’s been a while, long ever since her feet stepped into ta soil belonging to a call in her sleep. However this time, she did. Only that it wasn't in a castle this time around.

The night air brought a strange feeling; an odd sensation. And as she walked upon the earth, it came. It felt like peril.

Standing in the middle of nowhere, Medusa stared at the space occupied by herself alone, her mind wondering why she was in this memory, so farce and quiet and unusual.