Untold Stories_I Join The New Avalon_You forgot to ration time_Sinner
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Untold Stories
Untold StoriesWhat I had been longing for was finally here. I was to work with Jason on my class project. It meant I was going to be spending a lot of time with him. I couldn’t contain my excitement. Jason was my crush, and try hard as I might, I was never able to bring myself to have a casual conversation with him. I always hid anytime I saw him coming at a distance. But today, Providence had brought us together. I sat waiting for him in the empty classroom where we had agreed to meet up and discuss the project. Immediately I saw him coming, I wanted to run, but something seemed to hold me ba...
I Join The New Avalon
"You got that rightwww.onedoor.cc sister!" Fortune said, and then laughed. Raven and Bast joined in with her.The night of my first spell, our love spell, we passed through the mists of the mundane world. Daneb, Jane, Catherine, and Brandie fell away as the witches Lupa, Raven, Bast, and Fortune rose from those mortal shells.I wore my dark red silk robe, designed to entice and to lure, as I would wear it for you, my love. My sisters were equally splendid, with Raven forgoing her usual black for deep purple, Bast in a midnight blue robe that matched her shining eyes, and Fortune in the green of a gardenia lea...
You forgot to ration time
"Are you ready? We need to leave in fifteen minutes!" The sound of that voice was just enough whose pitch and tonality I had become so familiar with over three years of my life, wafting as casual as you please, all the way from the kitchen of my tiny two-bedroom flat. A screech wrenched itself out of my lips, and my body plummeted to the floor from my perch on the window seat. The fall knocked the wind out of me, leaving me gasping, wheezing, and breathless. Razor debris of thoughts flung to every nook and cranny of my mind. An endless mantra had begun chanting with all the haunting finesse ...
Sinner
I grew up in a fairly small town, in which almost everyone was Catholic or Christian- including myself. In fact, the only things I really remember from my childhood is the scent of incense and some random fragments of sermons from various masses. I lived with my religious grandparents and believed anything they told me about the Bible, including their own personal intolerances. When I was seven, they sat me down and talked to me about homosexuality. “If you ever find yourself feeling that way towards a woman”, they warned me, “tell us, so that we can get you the help you need.” That’s when ...