Very short introduction that I wrote for my first NaNo attempt that I'd like to re-visit. But i was wondering if this is maybe a bit to cliche and sorta overdone. Have you seen it before? Read it before? Written it before?
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Silently, I watched him.
He was something new. And, being something new, he possessed a sort of beauty that is only found in the alien and unknown. To be truthful, were he foreign or familiar, he would have been beautiful. With soft brown eyes and hair of the same dusty color along with a small round, still rather childish face, relaxed but alert, he was charming and enchanting to look at. With a bow in one hand and a quiver of arrows strapped across his back, he stalked through the Old Woods, the hunter.
I was glad not to be his prey.
Moments later, I watched as he raised the loaded bow, closed one eye, and pulled back without a sign of strain. The air was heavy for a moment and his fingers were slow to release the string. The last thing I heard before I woke was the hiss of his arrow cutting through the dead forest air.
