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sweetcollege_girl Senior Member
since 1999-12-03
Posts 872just about where I want to be |
In the midst of a dense forest, stood a little cottage. The girl hid behind a tree, fearing the people that lived there were loyal to Brazen. His soldiers had kidnapped her from her village, and Brazen had kept her for his own personal uses. She had escaped once..just to be caught again and beaten. Brazen laughed and said if she ran off one more time, he would hunt her down like the dog she was and kill her. She escaped last night, and had been walking ever since. She doubted Brazen knew she'd escaped yet. When no one came out of the cottage,she came out from behind the tree, and slowly walked toward the door. When she got closer, she could see smoke from the chimney. Someone's home! she thought. At that moment, a tall man appeared from the open door. From where she stood, she could tell he was tall. He turned toward her, and said, "who are you?" She was too stunned to reply. "I...I..My name is Khalan" She looked at her feet. 3 moths ago, that would have been true. Now, since her adopted parents had died, she was Mikayla. Her parents had found her wandering in the woods when she was 3 years old. She had a letter pinned to her dress. In it, Mikayla's adopted parents had found out that Brazen's troops had attacked Mikayla's village, and she was the only one left, save her brother who was kidnapped. Before her parents died, she had promised them she would find her brother, whose name was Coren. The man stared at her. He knew she was lying, but he didn't say anything about it. "Well, Khalan, what can I do for you?" he leaned against the doorway as Mikayla drew closer. "I have been walking all night. I am tired and hungry. Could you spare some food, and possibly a place to sleep?" Coren looked at her. She reminded him so much of Mikayla. "I can spare you some food and a place to sleep...if you tell me waht you are running from." End Part 1... *** I have more written, but I want to save some for later...I'll be writing more shortly "For every beauty, there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth, there is an ear somewhere to hear it For every love, there is a heart somewhere to receive it".--Ivan Panin |
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sweetcollege_girl Senior Member
since 1999-12-03
Posts 872just about where I want to be |
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Christopher
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-02
Posts 8296Purgatorial Incarceration |
Well, to tell you the truth SCG, you don't really have enough of a story here to figure out a title! You'll have to share the rest with us before we can figure somethign like that out! |
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