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The Shepherd

Oswald is the last of Meryl's children. Both are to herd their sheep until the next generation takes over. Winter is rude and the harsh temperatures sink into their skin day after day. As the Franco-Spanish war approaches, someone knocks at their door seeking for refuge, who might it be? Hundreds of marks ornate his body, he's charming, good looking and probably rich. The small herd won't suffice for the family's survival, Meryl will soon give birth and the workload may worsen their already terrible situation. Why shouldn't the poor farmers take advantage of him? Problems will rain down the sky as the raging snowstorm surrounding the valley dissimulates a beast lurking nearby.

Mayline · Fantasy

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Blazing sight

Alone in the middle of the forest, Oswald had no idea where to begin.

He looked for the river first, so he'd have a way to observe his own face thanks to the mirror image he could see in calm waters.

Then, he unsheathed a knife he borrowed from Tom, he was too confused about himself to not try everything he could, this included tickling his pain receptors.

But it was last option, so he sunk the knife back into its sheath. His first sign of transformation was the hardest he could see, his yellow eyes, so dug a hole next to the pond and got plenty of water in it. Still he had no idea where to start.

So he talked to himself.

"Why are you not not doing what I am asking? You're the body I own, right? So, change! Alter something I can see. Do something! I can trigger it right? I can do things just when I become angry... So I just need to-."

Thud.

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