The true magic_The Lost Knight_Expected_My name with yours
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The true magic
Lorely sprinted through the hallway, her heart was beating as fast as never and her legs didn't feel like hers anymore. She heard voices and screams, but also the weight on her shoulder as she couldn't stop and gave the enemies the only thing she swore to protect with her own life.The magical book of healing. Although, not only scars and flu healing but mortality or deathly diseases. Or just death on its own.She quickly ran through the back door, out of the burning and conquered palace, and she entered the garden.Red roses welcomed her with their nice flowers scent, but she had no time to was...
The Lost Knight
Jal springs awake, jumps to his feet and yells, “Back you fowl beast!” Striking a stone Lyon across its neck, knocking its head clean off. “Hey!” Yells the shop keeper, running at Jal broom in hand. Jal readies himself sword poised for strike, stunned that this man is brave enough to come at him with a piece of wood. He slashes the broomstick in half with one swoop, sending the shop keeper fleeing in the opposite direction. Sheathing his sword, he takes a look around and furrows his brow, confused. Not only is this not where he had been standing a minute ago, the beast he’d slain was not the o...
Expected
Ellie Watson was browsing through the physics book. Her mother had bought it for her. It was the preferred career choice. Her mother’s. Everything about Ellie’s life spoke of her heritage. Her room was filled with photographs of the scientists and Nobel Prize winners in her family. Her parents were noted physics professors in reputed universities themselves. The wall across her bed was filled with books handed down to her by the elders in the family. She was expected to complete every book handed over to her within a certain time frame and submit a summary at the end. They were replaced by mor...
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I had always hated my name, well, more specifically my middle name. I was named Mary Stephen Jones on the 21st of March, 2004、 A little girl with a boy’s middle name that had no correlation with her first name whatsoever. I blamed my parents, of course. Who, when I asked the reason for my name merely answered, “That was your grandfather’s name.” And perhaps it was unempathetic of me but I never understood why I had to carry my grandfather’s name. I had never met him, so I assumed he passed on before I was born, or at least before I had enough consciousness to collate memories of him, plus I ha...