Inevitable

Unavoidable. Catherine had no choice. But she knew the truth. Death was hard to face. Fear could change anyone, and fear of death would make anyone lose their mind. But though she knew it was what it was, despite everything in her mind screaming, this was wrong. Red. Her hands. Her arms. The beautiful white sleeves of the soft robes Silas helped her into before he transported them here. They were all red. Why? What had she done? She licked her dry lips, almost losing the contents of her stomach to the iron-like flavor spreading in her mouth. This world and its inhabitants were nothing like Earth. Nothing.

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This was why he wanted to avoid it. He knew Catherine was not ready to accept this part of their world, no matter how much of a brave face she put on. Seeing her already pale skin turn to ash white under the red color oozing down her face made his heart thud dangerously in his chest. Challenges were life or death on Erlias. Catherine