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Character of FIFTHWIND by ~The-Kreggorian
Fifthwind -Chapter One- CHAPTER ONEFifthwind -Chapter One- by ~The-Kreggorian
A hint of smoke gathered with the scent of forest pine on a crisp mountain breeze. Strange, Ben thought, how the first signs of autumn always managed to conjure up whispering images of a far away place and a better time. He allowed himself a brief, pensive moment. Then, with a measure of resolve, pushed the thought aside and reminded himself that some memories were better left in the past.
He leaned against the rough, weathered bark of a grandfather elm, relieved to have finally reached the edge of the forest. He called back to his lagging companion, "Mason, I think we're here."
Despite late afternoon shadows that draped like a
Frozen "Thank you, to everyone who laughed with us, it will be the end soon and we only really have one thing to say..." There was no fear in the speakers eyes, there was fear in the eyes of her captors, her captors biggest mistake may have been allowing them even a few words.Frozen by ~NezumiRat
"We regret nothing." They spoke in union, almost like it was rehearsed and maybe it was, in the next second two gunshots were fired and their bodies crashed to the floor. Their words were power, but their deaths caused more chaos than their lives ever could because suddenly everyone was interested.
Frozen.
It is hard to earn y
The Mirror: My language arts horror story Looking out at the empty wet streets, a girl sits in a window sill. She is observing the outside streets. Everything out there is completely ark and black. Now, the girl in the window sill is trying to figure out where she is. She had just woken up a moment ago, in this strange place. The place seems to be an apartment with cobwebs and dust in every corner. There don't seem to be any lights except the one little candle on the ground. She does not remember any of this, what this is, where this is or how she got here. The only objects in this room are something tall in the corner with a sheet over it and a very dirty couch. The walls are all bThe Mirror: My language arts horror story by ~han-the-great
My Fantasy I can't see anything when those doors are closed. They make it pitch black in here. The dress feels so heavy; it could fall off any minute. I feel a hand on my shoulder, then I loop my arm into his with a nod of my head. The doors open and I take two steps out of the darkness and stop to look for his face.My Fantasy by ~Misuto-Mea
There's no smile, but an open and speechless mouth. He didn't look like he even recognized me. Wait, he recognizes me, he just doesn't believe it's me.
I take a few more steps, feeling the train behind me, making the dress a little heavier. The sparkles, along the hem that flow evenly down the entire dress, shine against the light as they
Dragon Queen Chapter 12 Chapter 12Dragon Queen Chapter 12 by ~KyaliFishgleamklakl
The skeleton was dressed in a fine black suit with a bow tie. Though, Zoe and the others were startled by it, Kyali didn't look the least bit surprised.
"Good evening, Reginald," she greeted the skeleton. "Is Zaire here?" Reginald nodded and gestured for them to come in. Everyone but Kyali hesitated for a moment, then gingerly stepped inside into a spacious foyer.
Inside the mansion, it looked about how Zoe would expect any large old house to be like. Fine furniture decorated a room next to a crackling fireplace. A chandelier hung above them, and a set of winding stairs twisted up to another floor. But it was rather un
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