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So this is a mini story for my main story Project 12/21 It happened when I was eight. I had no idea then, but slowly figured out as I grew older. The one thing that completely changed my life.
‘Do it again,' they commanded. 'Are you sure?' I asked. My head swam. 'Yes, yes.
Chaptor 1: "She walks down the hallway like she owns this place." "She's not even pretty." Haters. "Damnn, she is fine" Cocky players. "I love her hair.
All you silly witches in your silly littles homes, Always practicing your magyck with an Athame and bones, Scrolls and gems and candles, touching fingertips with ancient time, But your power is a...
Hidden on the bookshelf. Beside Highland Clearances Volume Three. There is a most sacred volume. That no one else can see. Bound in green leather. With pages as old as time.
Fire burns bright in her eyes. Her hair fiery molten red. Her steps are graceful. As her gown flows. Her heart shines bright. A raging inferno. Amber red eyes search. A missing artifact has gone.
Lightning cracks from hand to hand, A shockwave ripples through the land, A spark of light, a flame of white, That blazes ice throughout the night.
A howl shudders through the cool night air, the full moon is still high in the dulled winter skies. My heels click as I walk down the street to the beast.
#nightdwellers Orange-lit raindrops wandered downwards to splash softly against the tarmac. The great silver orb of the full moon hung heavy in the sky ladened with rain clouds.
Thirty-eight steps up to his classroom. He never was quite aware as the exact number as it never was of any interest to count and still isn’t any interest.
That girl is just a child. She's wearing a black Victorian-age gown that would be reserved for mourning. It's sheer silk, lace, and velvet combined.
Her nails dug into my arm,"It belongs to you now. But so you know; it has taken many lives and isn't hesitant to take more!" I nodded as she shoved me out the front door. "Oh, my Eliza.
The pain of its teeth sinking into my wrist is nothing compared to the pain of its venom running through my veins, poisoning my bloodstream.