Crackling energy bit the air at her approach and it was hard to miss her entrance. She had a way of striding into a room, as if into a castle under siege, she here to vanquish the enemy’s champion fighter. For armor, she wore a dark smile and snapping eyes, her sword the lightning dancing on her lips. Her battle cry was a dragon’s roar and her mighty footsteps shook the earth. Come to fight her prepared or don’t come at all. For when you clash with her, you’ll find yourself cut down with one snarky comment, bleeding out on the floor as she saunters past you in search of a worthier foe.
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S.G. Baker is a writer and editor of fiction who penned the Hopeful Wanderer web series. She has authored climate fiction, fantasy, and horror short stories in Little Blue Marble, With Words We Weave: Hope, and Road Kill: Texas Horror by Texas Writers, Vol. 2. View all posts by S. G. Baker