Since the Beginning_Happiness_City of Echoes_STUCK IN THE MIDDLE
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Since the Beginning
This was supposed to be the happiest day of their lives. They met on a life or death situation. After saving her life that day, she wanted nothing more than to be with her one true love, the light bringer, a Morningstar. She seemed to have forgotten how theirs is a forbidden love.Queen set out on her journey to go get dark energy for her people and kingdom's survival, or so she said. It had been her responsibility as the chosen one of the dark. She had been doing this since her 13th dark age."Bring forth your weapon and duel with me, oh beautiful maiden, before I permit you through these gates...
Happiness
I stepped into the freezing cold. I loved the feeling of fresh snow falling from the sky, turning your cheeks and nose red as you strained to look past the bushels of snow swirling and falling from the sky. I was so happy. Everything always seemed to go my way.“Daydreaming again Kara?” My friend Remi grinned. “One day, you’ll get your head stuck in the clouds. Or the dome, I guess.” Remi agreed with me on everything. We’ve been best friends since I fell off the swings in first grade, when the Earth fell and everyone had to move to this base on the moon. I don't really remember my time on Earth...
City of Echoes
The sky was a patchwork of stars and sunlight. Splinters of gold cut across the once dark night sky. Through the clouds, rivers of pale ochre and orange light bled through the cracks. Over the horizon, shades of cerise broke across the dunes, casting rippling ghosts into the arid valley below. In the freezing stillness of dawn, slivers of shadow tuned the sky into an opus of violets and coral hues that softened the sky into a pale robin’s egg blue. Asena shivered in her seat by the ledge. Shoulder to shoulder, Asena sat next to a disgruntled Kadar who begrudgingly handed her a mug of coffee. T...
STUCK IN THE MIDDLE
STUCK IN THE MIDDLE “Richard, I hope you’re not staying much longer.” Margaret stood staring www.onedoor.ccdown at Richard, one hand on her hip, the other one tapping a pencil on his desk. Why was she doing the one thing that bugged the heck out of me, Richard fumed. Right now she was acting like Sister Rita and it was an instant flash back to my school life at Holy Bartholomy. Not a pretty picture, but I did my time and got out of there alive. “Yes, ma’am and thank you.” I answered to be kind and not an idiot. “I plan to leave as soon as I finish adding the notes from the meeting to my work log.” That was ...