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This one is a bit creepy, might not be everyone's cup of tea. *** The bay of Westvale is perilous. The iron sea is choppy, and often toys with vessels that venture near.
"We could.. Run away.." Jordan murmured to Roslyn, laying on his bed stroking her hair. Roslyn stared around the room, dark burgundy walls.. Similar set up as the rest of the rooms.
Prologue A light gray tom walked into the nursery, where he found a silver she-cat with four tiny newborn kits beside her. "They are beautiful, have you thought of names?" The light gray tom asked.
I still herd her woes over and over again. I was terrified and when I opened my eyes she was gone. But all I herd was her woes and all I saw was her face. The blue eyes and the black filthy hair.
All I wanted was to see him one more time. To see his face again. But it was to late. He was gone.
Devils eyes filled me recently..... Strange longing sensations within me, Heart pumping rapidly then easy, Almost lost the pieces of me.
He yanked & pulled my body. Out into the dark. I knew it was the devil. He had hold of my ankle. Over stones or brambles. Over something sharp. They ripped, they tore. My back did pour.
"There will be four training centers. One hour will be spent in each centre, per day, five days a week." Walter announced. He told everyone what was coming, and how to be prepared.
Why wasn't I me. Whoever me was. What happened. I grabbed the back of my head. I stared at the floor. A flash of someone choking a wolf showed in my mind for a second. Why...
#nightdwellers A song for the woman under the moon. Here for a moment and leaving too soon. The stars are her jewelry, the sky her dress. I long just to touch her, one small caress.
Everyday, it gets so much harder to breathe. The pains of the world are being carried on my chest, metaphorically of course.
The air is chilled and crisp. The moon is a pale, vivid blue. The night is dead silent. But for the church bells in the distance. I pass house after house. All obsidian black.
The screaming stopped. I waited head against the door, listening intently. The screaming. Stopped. I continued listening until the door flung open of course.
We looked up. I huffed with annoyance. "Doctor meet my cousin. She has a thing for getting lost." I said with an upset face. "What are you doing down there?" The girl asked.
Roslyn woke up, staring at treetops. She inhaled, smelling the luscious scent of forest. She struggled to move her feet. She felt constricted, looking to realize she was being carried.
"Adeline you have to do most of the work this time if you really want that room." The doctor said as we walked through the vast museum. I rolled my eyes and stopped in front of a door.
They say the first taste of the substance is always the best. ----------------------------- I ran back to my dorm and into the un-suite I had to myself.
They say I'm evil,they say I'm death. In my world I'm the normal.
Jordan sat, staring at the innocent old man, Walter, listening to his wise words. He gave him everything. Practically saved his life.
Normal Chapter #1 I felt free. Running through the dense wood, leaping over small brooks and logs.
I woke up to a bright yellow, orange light. It was blinding to see as it crackled and snapped, as if He were mad at me.
Chapter 1- Waking up to excruciating light is not how I imagined my new life. Yet I felt more powerful.
I never asked to live for ever, Never wanted this. All I took was a look at him, And fate did seal this kiss. I never wanted immortal life, Never wished for this.
Cascading, obsidian fabric rippled in the screeching, icy storm. Merciless, sapphire eyes glittered from under a raven black hood. Ancient symbols filled the chaotic night as the Necromancer chanted.