little zombies

Loren approached like a thundercloud. It was a testament to how self absorbed the male students were that they didn’t notice as she came upon them. Each step her plan changed, ranging from yelling at them to blasting them with a bolt of lightning.

She could see the small person they had surrounded. The little girl was dressed like most zombie villagers in a sturdy homespun cloth dress that reached her ankles, an unbleached cream shirt and a dark woollen vest. On her head, she wore a simple linen kerchief that kept her long hair from blowing into her face.

‘Oh, she is so beautiful!’ Loren thought. ‘How could these mages see this perfect angel and not feel protective of her?’ This only made her angrier.

She could hear the girl now.

“I’m sorry I’ve upset you. I thought Zombies had access to all public spaces?” Strangely, the girl didn’t sound afraid, just curious.

Loren wondered how a Zombie, with all the prejudice they normally faced, could be so calm?

You see, I was led to be
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