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Winter Solstice: The Phrophecy (yes I know, another story) |
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Chapter 1: The Dream (well actually it's a flashback, but she doesn't know that)
"Mother!" I yelled. I turned around. The Darks were coming. "Mother!" I yelled once more. I started to flee down the corridors, into the outside.
"Sarah. Come to us," a dark, teenage male voice said. I stoped abrutly(sp?).
Dang! I thought. They have me under their spell.
I turned around and went towards the Darks. The male who spoke was waiting for me.
"Good. Now lead us to the Box of Kandragor," he said.
No! I must reject the spell! I must!
"NO!" I bellowed.
"You have become stronger my dear princess. Rejected my spells. How fasinating, I must say."
"Indeed I have. Now leave before I break every bone in your sick, evil, twisted body," I said menecingly. He glared at me. Then smiled.
"Sarah," he said in an alluring voice, "I know you want to show to that box." His eyes burned with love. Pretend love, or so I thought.
"Shut up, you piece of crap! You know that meant nothing." He looked at me with a sad expression.
"Is that what you thought? All the times we shared together?" he said whispered. I glared at him.
"Shut UP!" I closed my eyes, ready to cast a spell. Then, all of a sudden, I felt a presence behind me. The male, was right behind me, his face just inches away from my ear.
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Sorry! That's all for now! sweatdrop
Signed,
Gaara ninja
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