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Mage of night,. With staff in hand,. Sentinel to guard the land,. Pack of dogs,. Sit at his side,. Ravens fly,. To him, abide,. Spells and scrolls,. And gems and runes,. Candles, carvings,.
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Mage of night,. With staff in hand,. Sentinel to guard the land,. Pack of dogs,. Sit at his side,. Ravens fly,. To him, abide,. Spells and scrolls,. And gems and runes,. Candles, carvings,.
Chapter one: Nightmare The river was cold, almost frozen. I struggle to tread the water, my head disappearing many times. I'm in a river, but not drowning. The rapids are too fast, but I'm alright.
Chapter 4 Obedience "Are you prepared to leave Apprentice Cailyn?" Ah, a guard. She turned to where she estimated the door to be and nodded her head. "I...
Mum places her few bags filled with market merchandise in the kitchen On the work surface.
Chapter 6 Fortis must have got bored of my plodding that was slower than a snail, so he did what I hated most. Picking me up. He carried me to the bottom of the fence but didn't put me down.
Things were going well for me now. Chris for the last three months had been helping me train and I had made major improvements from where I started.
(read part 1-7 first) #shadowknight The ten lined up. They waited for their 'mentor' or that's what the general called him. They all believed that they could adapt easily themselves but no.
Hey guys, Here's chapter 5 of dreaming angels. Comment please and enjoy Chapter 5 Park As soon as we were out of the building, I breathed a quiet sigh of relief.
My name is Ivory. I am 18 years old. I am tall and lanky and awkward. I am not a schizophrenic. Nor am I bipolar, or have multiple-personality disorder.
I woke up the next morning at five for training. Chris was more excited than I was for he was told this morning that he'd be my trainor. "You ready Ally?" he said excitedly.
~19th June~ It started out with me and Jessy being looked after by this weird woman called the counsellor and she wouldn't let our mum take us back home.
'You have three days' The speakers declared.
When I woke up lucies big eyes were looking down on me , huge and worried... " Luce... I'm fine..." " oh ok .. She said looking away ..
Hi, I'm Chrys. Yes yes, weird spelling of Chris and all that. I've heard it all before, and I'm pretty much bored of hearing that over and over. Chris is too, well, normal. I'm not normal.
I sighed. Something deep inside my heart, something I couldn't normally reach, fluttered and sparkled when I saw Phillip. I felt I could trust him, that he would protect me if something went wrong.
He was feeling sharp that night, like the edge of a dagger catching moonlight. He knew what he did wasn't right, but the contract was paid, he must kill him that night.
"Where are we going Chris." I said. "I thought your house was the other way." "It is, but as I told you, I know a special way to get to my house without anyone seeing you." he said.
Chapter 3 This was a shock to me and I slowly back away "Your d-d-dangerous" I stutter. "No, I am as harmless as a fly and I know you are too" he explains, oh great he knows or does he, I don't know.
*This is based on a dream I had a while ago, I adapted it into a story. Your thoughts and any criticism are welcome, please comment.* I'm standing in a wooden hut.
"I'll let you talk to your parents alone for a few minutes. Don't do anything stupid while I'm gone. I'll be watching you on the office's security camera." Mrs.Glouson said.
"Well they better hurry up, it's freezing," Tokyo complained, and couldn't help but add to herself at the end, and I really need a distraction...
"My life is ruined!" I say to myself as I sit perched at the top of a tree. All I did was try to make the world a better place for all of the "special people" to live and act as if they fit in.
Chapter 2: Me. I'm back. Its night, the heavily armed guards outside my cell are asleep, and the 24 hour watch team of scientists are probably busy watching other prisoners.
The young fox whose cage was labeled simply as J-47 whined in pain as a needle was again rammed into his flank at the Plum Island Research Facility.