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Last week, we left off wondering what His Nibs was having a talking to...is there really a skeery demon in the bushes or is he seeing "pink elephants"? Let's find out, shall we?
Ravyn looked past His Nibs, over her mother’s shoulder. A chill feeling swept over her as two glowing red eyes peered at her from the bushes.
Ravyn slipped the gold coin from her pocket. She stepped around His Nibs and held the coin out in front of her. "I have a gift for you as promised."
Feelings of fear and dread washed over her as a black scaly hand reached for the coin in her palm. The Mara grabbed her wrist and yanked her toward the bushes.Visions flashed in Ravyn’s head, Blade’s body lying across the castle battlements his back shot full of arrows as if he were a pincushion.
So, I wrote this during a Nano and it's not been edited. You are seeing flash writing product here. I'm thinking as I read this the as if he were a pincushion is not necessary. What are your thoughts...helpful or more words than necessary?