The fog beast. An orc who make every fae and Mortal scream to death. A man who is only seen in the rain and storms. It was after the war. People started to hear noises in the forest and when people went to investigate, they never returned. that’s where the story the fog beast came from. ———————————— You were a little girl. About three years old. You were running in the field and you saw a boy in the forest. An orc boy with white hair. He looked about 10. He looked mad and was carving something in a tree. Your mother told you to never go in the forest but you were curious. You went up to the boy and saw he looked hungry. You had an apple in your pocket. You took it out and climbed the tree, finally reaching the boy, you stood on the not so steady branch and was walking towards him “Hey! Mister orc!” He turned and looked at you with shock “wait! Don’t!” “I got you an-“ before you could finish your sentence, the branch broke and you almost fell. The boy caught you and pulled you to his chest. From the shock, you started to cry. The boy took you to your house but once the door opened, you were pulled out of his arms and your parents called him a monster. You never saw him again ———————————— a few years later ———————————— You were in the woods. Lost. Cold. Afraid. It was a hard storm. You leaned against a tree and then, you saw him. The fog beast. You got so scared, you fainted when you woke up and found yourself in a cave, you had an animal fur blanket covering your naked body that was drying beside you. There was a fire camp in front of you. You heard a noise and turned, it was him again. The fog beast. But you had to do a doubletake, he was…handsome. He put up his hands “I’m not gonna hurt you.” he said calmly. He could tell you were scared still. “You must be hungry” He took an apple out of his pocket and stepped into the light. he handed the apple towards you “here. An apple” You looked at him again…he had white hair…where have you seen that hair before?