(open) Emma ran through the dirt, a giant cyclops behind her. It was swinging a large club wildly, and it caught her leg, knocking her down and causing it to gush blood immediately. The cyclops leaned over her and.
she stared at him across the table, her long arms folded across her equally long legs. her dark curls were pulled back in a bun, a few strands falling on her tall, pale forehead and into her icy blue eyes. Currently, those eyes were narrowed at him in dis