Fighting monsters and demons in association with BBC Cult.
A twig snapped behind them and an unnatural breeze whispered through Tamara's hair and brought a strange, earthy perfume, like flowers and blood. Tamara glanced back and caught her breath as she saw one of Godda's ladies-in-waiting crouched behind a screen of branches, like a cat ready to pounce. Bodicea let out an inhumane howl and charged the Faerie.
Tamara did not stay to see the outcome. She picked herself up and began to run. Tree roots impeded her flight. Large and twisted beneath her feet, they almost seemed to want to trip her. She tripped once, but was able to catch hold of a sapling and steady herself before she hit the ground. Within her was a terrible dread and a chilling certainty that if she were to fully touch the ground she might never get up again.
Then, as if her body were caught in a large, silken spider web, she could go no further. Her limbs felt heavy as she tried to push forward, the energy terrifyingly sapped from them. She let out a scream that caught in her throat and became little more than a whimper.
