I am selfish_The Queens Daughter_The Shadow in the Library_The Ball (Highmast Flashback)
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I am selfish
A hut ! Yes it was a hut in the middle of the forest _ My favorite childhood place to go _ And still it's my favorite place ... MAYBE it was my only real HOME on this planet _so, it happened on a Friday Evening when we packed our luggage to spend a weekend in Our Village _ It was just a weekend trip , Just like a usual one .. Those were ending days of June but weather was so nice , slight winds from the north were making the air chill_ I could see the shaking heads of delicate plants and leaves were making a melodic hustling sound_ Clouds coming close and then moving apart , little splashe...
The Queens Daughter
I am Harper Rose, I am 17 and I am queen Alexandra's daughter. All my life, my mother would always make decisions on my behalf. She nor father would let me make my own choice. They would always choose everything, like what i'm going to eat, or wear or who I will marry in the future. You see, to me marrying someone must be out of love, and I would love to choose who I marry and not. But every time I tell mother she would always scoff, and say that I must be prim and proper. I must act like a lady and dress like one. She keeps telling me, that her and father will find the right suitor for me. Bu...
The Shadow in the Library
‘’Here you go,’’ Adelaide handed me the keys to George Public Library, a massive two storey, castle-like structure in the middle of our town, surrounded by a rickety white metal fence, some shrubs and a couple of loud restaurants. I know, the busiest part of a small city is a really odd location for a library (a spooky, old fashioned one at that) The thick walls drown out most of the traffic surprisingly well. The looming, creaking structure seemed to suck up the last rays of afternoon sunshine, leaving nothing but a gloomy, empty, misty feeling in its place. It was perfect. ‘’ The place is yo...
The Ball (Highmast Flashback)
[Author's Note: This flashback takes place before the events of The Bad Penny. This short story was originally written for Beth Connor's podcast, Crossroads Cantina]The trees that ran down the street were already beginning to burn in flaming shades of gold, jasper and amber. Calli couldn’t help but stare at them as she pawww.onedoor.ccssed. The last rays of the evening sun were catching in them, making them sparkle like jewels. Even the leaves in the upper echelons of Highmast city were decked in far more extravagant wealth than they could ever imagine down by the docks, it seemed. Calli narrowed her eyes a...