Monster's Curse

Tame kept his eyes up, watching for the creature as he stepped forward. The loose webs that started to coat the floors clung to his hooves, but it merely slowed his progress, it did not stop him. Now if I sank in, the matter would be entirely different. His attention dashed away as more clicks came from the rafters and he saw the large form of the creature.

“You know, if you want me to stop, you could just say so.” He stopped for a moment as he heard a tapping on the wood above him.

“I… I don’t want to be alone, but… but I don’t want you to see me.”

He frowned at the whine and sighed. “Well, I would help if I could, but I’ve got my own problem to fix. Bye.”

“Wait.”

Tame glanced up and saw a black arm extended towards him with shining, sharp tips at the end of each finger. He shook his head. “Then what do you suppose I do? I’m doubting you can help me, or that you would want to pay the price to do so.”

“No please don’t!” The creature was skittering about now in the rafters, making a large ruckus before ejecting more thick webs across the hallway, attempting to block it off.

Tame started to run towards the blockage as more webs came over it. The white wall came closer and closer with each step and he heard a happy chitter come from her as he approached.

Then he slid beneath the line of web.

“No!”

Tame stood back up, dusting himself off while he didn’t hear more skittering. In that moment, he heard small whimpers and cries. The brown stallion looked back and grimaced. He could just see the tears coming down the sweet thing’s face. “I’m sorry.”

The cries stopped momentarily at the words. “Wa-wait. Ma-maybe… If you enter the room at the end of this hallway, I… I will show myself. How about that?”

Tame bit into his lip, weighing the time he had spent on the futile trip already and the danger against getting the sentient being to not cry again.

Into the room.

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