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by Wickedly
500 words,
on Jul 13 12:23 AM 2006
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Night was slow approaching in the desert and I don’t know how long I dosed, uncomfortably in the sand, before I awoke to the chilly air. Yawning I stood up, trying to stretch m
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XIV Finally having reached the town there was no mistake that it was anything but Prontera. The town was completely surrounded by a huge towering wall that defended the city
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XIII Early in the morning, sitting on the wells edge, in the center of Payon Keelin watched, waiting for when the gatekeeper would open her doors to the outside world. Time
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XII Today was different than all the other days Keelin thought, as she got ready the next day. Today was the day she was going home, not for good but to try to rekindle thos
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Walking through the forest that morning Keelin was behind in her daily routine. In a hurry to begin her training Keelin wasn’t paying attention to her surroundings and was unaw
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The snow descended gracefully on the hill, Earths innocent tears shedding for those men who had fallen. Blood droplets followed in the wake of the companion and hurriedly he tr
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John sighed at the TV trying to compare his own daughter’s budding relationship to his own. “I remember it as clearly as if it was yesterday…” Debbie upset that after 32 ye
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Caitlyn ran dodging hastily behind the metal barrel. Her breath came out in shallow gasps as her eyes darted from side to side looking for him. A shadowed figure loomed over he
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X. “Today marks the first day of the rest of my life.” Keelin reminded herself as she stared out the window in the attic room. Next thing Keelin knew she had picked up a pai
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IX. “I challenge you to a game of archery,” Douwe smugly called knowing full well that Keelin couldn’t shoot to save her life.
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“Ye mean to tell me that you’re not magic born?” The captains question still resonated through my mind and I couldn’t help but berate myself mentally as I tried to figure out w
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When she had the chance to look briefly at her reflection in the water she often noticed a strange face staring back at her. She looked like a shocked animal, startled from its
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I. Sometime during the bleak night of mental tossing and turning her mind quarreled with something unclear, incomprehensible. A black void began to wrap itself around her; s
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Run, the thought consumed her entire body and her mind chanted the word with every step. The simple instinct of preservation pushed Kione through the ever-darkening woods. The
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Her mind was weighed down by hundreds of bricks. Her eyes popped open and she blinked rapidly trying to adjust to the glaring light. Her body was numb, and she couldn’t see any
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Kione looked down at the note in her hand and re-read the directions she had jotted down from Mashiro, and then looked back up at the building in disbelief. The five-story buil
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The city was beautiful. Kione had never before seen such a thing in her life. Back in her hometown she could see for miles upon miles, no matter which direction she looked in.
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“I’m, dying,” this time the Old Mother was gentler when she spoke, almost apologetic with her tone. “My shadows wrapped tightly around me tonight, love.” “No mother, you mu
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“Namaarie, quell fara Father,” Lorelai said, sticking her head out the cottage door while she wiped her hands on her apron. Her father paused and turned around, weari
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He stood up before the entire assembly with that stupid grin. That same stupid grin he got when he thought he had had a major ‘break-through’ with one of us kids. It never matt
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If we could build a house of memories to store our most precious ones I’m sure that it would never be completed, for we can no more choose a favorite memory than we can choose
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I am nothing; I laugh at the living and play childishly amongst the sewage. I thrive on misfortunes glad they aren’t my own and I’ll awake on the morrow to no hope of forgivene
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“I came here ready to give this phenomenal speech of how these people spent their lives, how each moment up until there last they lived to their fullest, but I find that imposs
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My shadow follows me everywhere now, wrapping itself more tightly around me. Most of the time I barely feel anything, that’s how long my companions been around. Lately, though,
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It doesn’t make any sense; no one is paying any attention to me. My shouts go unheard by their ears, and my pulling at their clothing yields only expressions of annoyance. Why
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It was 10:20 in the evening, on one of those nights where the air is completely still except for the few dead leaves that rustle on the ground. The sky was clear, showing the b
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Hide and seek, underneath the bed or in the secret compartment in mommy’s closet that’s just big enough for me. I ran to the closet, my decision made and hid in the back, behin
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Twill noticed the now familiar face of the wench from the street that morning sliding out the front door. He couldn’t have missed seeing her, as half the patrons had taken up c
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Twill leaned against the rain barrel, observing the crowd around him. The merchants on this part of street seemed especially boisterous today. They shouted out the cheap prices
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They called her the Enchantress of the Lake. She had been there since the beginning of time, but the village never accepted her as it’s own. They lived separate lives, the vill
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He was beautiful, just like she had pictured. His blond hair shimmered so bright she almost expected to see a halo above his head. Gwen yearned to see his face, that angelic fa
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The cool autumn air was a nice relief after being cooped up inside all morning and Kate couldn’t wait to get started on her writing exercises, hoping that something would trigg
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The room around him seemed to be covered in faerie dust. His bedroom glowed from the inside, capturing the sunlight, casting all the shadows out. Outside the birds chirped carr
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My father always said, “You see, but you do not observe.” Now I’m not sure if this was in his own words or if he just stole the quote off some poor author, but it always
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