Though he hadn’t said it, Aureus wasn’t sure he would be able to fulfill his promise to Boo even if he didn’t lose the round.
Back at the hotel doors, dread found him again, and he stopped before the entrance. The finale meant the culmination of every twisted and horrible thing they’d had to endure thus far. If he was going to buck the tournament, rebel against the Thief’s abominable game, then this was likely going to be the most crucial moment of his life. And the success of this, if such a thing was even possible, depended largely on the stance of his opponent. Whoever that would be. He recalled the semifin
LaF Round Six- pg. 1 (prologue) by Canis-ferox, literature
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LaF Round Six- pg. 1 (prologue)
Under the cool shade of the forest once more, Aureus made his way, occasionally steadying himself against the tree trunks. The stillness that should have pervaded predawn was disturbed by flocks of calling corvids, but here in the woods it was quieter. Still, he could not quite enjoy the respite. The silver pocket watch he clutched in his hand felt like a weight and did not let him forget why he was there. Or moreover what—who—the Thief would have released his hold on instead, had Aureus not come away the victor. But stepping through the sparse grass and soft moss and straining his eyes for burrows in the shadows, he reminded him
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