28 September 2012
(Onyx Sephorius Jace the 3rd. But you can just call me onyx.)
Over on the far side of the room is a boy, who can't be much older than me, with spiked black hair, Dressed in full furs. He looks up. In his hand is an old brass pocket watch, no not a pocket watch, a compass!
He looks at me, as if taking in my every detail, My long brown hair, pale skin, my dark blue eyes m-
"Hello, I hope im not causing you any bother, I'm just borrowing, yes borrowing, one of your sledges.. Onyx Sephorius Jace the 3rd at your service, But you can just call me onyx."
"Whhaat do youu wantt fromm mee" I yell, shaking like cloth in the wind.
"shush, shush... Im not gonna hurt you , ok, your safe with me!"
I heavy trudge of footsteps, heading towards the shed.
"quick just walk out, shut the door and pretend this never happened..."
The footsteps grow ever closer..
All of a sudden I feel myself being picked up by my waist. I make to yell but it just comes out as muffles, with his hand over my mouth.
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