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The creature was kneeled down, holding its stomach in pain, You lifted your sword. This beast, this daedra, deserved to die. It was an evil thing, taking the form of a human to hide itself, and then slaughter real humans mercilessly. The chopping block would not have this one, it did not deserve the courtesy. You raised your sword higher, and brought it down upon the creature. It screamed in pain, and started to crawl away. It was quick for being so injured. You slashed it as it ran from you. It made it outside, to the side of a house, before you struck the final blow. It was silent now. The evil thing was dead. You looked all around you, but there was no one. It was dead silent, not even the chirp of a bug. It looked like a ghost town. You looked back at the creature, and saw that it began to change. The tattered wings began to shrink, the horns on her head started to twist and fold. The claws on her hands and feet retracted, and her scales began to gain color, the color of flesh. It transformed right in front of you, slowly, back to the form of a human, the woman from before. The darkness that she had brought remained, contrasting the lamp light from the porch of the house. You saw her now, a full human once more, bloodied and broken. You lower your sword, and then drop it onto the ground. You see her eyes, now a dead brown color, her hair tangled in front of her face. As you turn away, you feel a strange energy around you. Suddenly it enters into you, and you hear whispers of the woman. “This way…” they were saying to you. You closed your eyes. You felt the energy settle within you, and then go silent, leaving behind a strange warmth. You walk away, and as you look back one more time before turning the corner, you see the body, not as flesh, but strange, animal-like human bones.

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Clarity Beckons - End 1

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Clarity Beckons - Cornered