100 words no more no less · guest writers · July

The Scout

By guest writer Chris Redfern
 
THE scout was young, only 14, but one of the best the Elven Guard had ever trained.
It had taken him just under an hour to crawl the short distance to the ledge, each and every of his movements potentially fatal.
Steadying his breath, he slowly parted the tall meadowgrass to look down upon the enemy.
When the arrow took him in the back, shock quickly turned to disbelief and as his conscience fell, he knew only failure.
The Orc scout slowly lowered her bow and with a smile, watched her enemy die. She was young, only 13, but better.
© Chris Redfern 2016
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