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Day 12: Pumpkin Patch“Do babies come pumpkin patches?” the little girl asked her pregnant mother, Raven.
“Cabbage patches sweetheart,” her father, Nathan, interjected.
“Oh.” She skipped along the lines of pumpkins growing, looking for the pumpkin she was going to take home. She stopped by one and knelt down to look at it.
“Do you like that one?” Raven smiled, a hand on her growing bump.
She turned and grinned as she spotted a big one. “This one!” She jumped up and pointed at it.
Nathan chuckled and set about picking it for her.
“Mummy! I like doing this!” she smiled.
“I imagine you do green fingers.” Raven squeezed her daughter's shoulder, proud of her nature mage daughter.
Day 11: Giving ThanksAsliria peered into the living room and saw Lazarus and Chase were still asleep after their night out. She then quickly hurried out of Chase's place and started jogging. She smiled as she saw a few other worshippers heading into the church and slowed to a walk as she entered.
The church wasn't as ornate as some of the pictures and testimonials from the old world talked about but the building carved out of the rock was fancier than most. The windows were high and arched and the carvings and paintings on the walls featured scenes from the Bible.
She sat down on one of the pews and put her hands together before the service began.
I am thankful for everything you have given me, grateful for the support I have and the love I have from my friends and Chase.
Day 10: Soup“Is it, edible?” Maxwell asked, prodding the bowl with his spoon.
“Yes, of course.” Daniel looked at his brother confused. “Amelia wolfs it down. She likes my soup.”
Maxwell looked sceptical at him. “Really?”
“Hm.” He dipped his spoon in, retrieved a small amount and tentatively put it in his mouth. He then shrugged as he swallow. “Well, if mum finds me dead in my bed tomorrow, she'll know who to blame.”
“Thanks Maxie,” Daniel sighed, rolling his eyes.
Day 8: A New Jacket“Why aren't you wearing a coat?” She was dragging her own coat on as she asked him.
All around them, others were packing up and getting ready to leave as well after the lecture.
He shrugged. “Just don't wanna.” He looked at her sideways. “Why is it such an issue to you?”
She shrugged back. “You're my friend. I don't want you to be sick.” She slipped her backpack on, grimacing.
“Don't worry about me, I'll be fine.”
“Hm...” She shrugged and the two walked out of the room, making sure that at least their student lanyards were showing so none of the security staff would stop them.
Stepping out of the building, the wind hit them full on in their faces, slamming waves of water into their face.
“Holy...!” he cried then coughed as he struggled to swallow the great gulp of air that had been forced into his mouth.
They hurried for shelter to get their bearings briefly.
“Um, yeah. I've changed my mind. I nee
Day 7: Rainy DayPulling her hood up, she ran off the main street and into one of the residential side streets that most people ignored saved for the city's inhabitants.
Rain bounced off the coat's hood as she hurried up the sodden street, pass the private school and the health centre and further on up until she spotted the double glazed door she had been searching for. It announced to all the world that it belonged to BELL STREET and had a keypad beside the door.
She walked quickly to the door of an apartment block, keyed in her pass code and the light turned green on the keypad allowing her to enter. She stepped quickly in, the door shut behind her and she dragged the hood down and looked to the mirror in the porch.
“Ugh, my hair is a mess,” she muttered. She opened the next door and stepped into the lobby her apartment building. A quick nod to the guard before going to the stairs.
“Can't get above 1st floor I'm afraid,” the guard announced.
“Pardon?” she asked, tu
Day 6: Cooler WeatherAiden shivered as the wind penetrated through his clothes and flesh right down to his bones. He pulled his hat further down onto his head and stamped his feet. He looked over to the car in the middle of the car park and his shadows confirmed that his apprentice was doing exactly as she had been told.
Why did everyone insist on having water nearby whenever they asked for a meeting with the Shadow Committee? Shadow mages hate water!
He shivered again, wrapping his arms around him then looked up as the car lights flashed twice. He stood straight and heard his shadows inform him that his contact was here.
A scowling man approached. “Here.”
Aiden took the file from him, gave the man a small bag then watched the man walk away.
“What's that file?” Raven asked, looking up at her mentor as he got back in the car.
“None of your business,” he said, quickly flicking through the file. “You're not ready yet.”
She shrugged and started up the car, more d
Day 4: PuddlesAwen stepped in the puddle with her wellington boots then, having discovered it wasn't going to hurt to do so, she jumped into it and a small amount of water splashed onto her boots.
“Puddle!” she smiled then jumped up again. Before she could land though, her dada grabbed her cuddled her.
“Yes, puddles. You can splash in puddles with your new wellies another day though.”
“Aww!” She pouted.
He shook his head. “But come on. Mama will be waiting for us at the fair.”
“Fair! Mud! Puddles! Splash! Splash! Splash!” Awen cried loudly, wiggling and kicking her dada with her boots.
“Yes, and poorly ribs for dada.” Edward winced as he started walking again.
Day 3: ScarvesAwen gurgled and laughed as the soft baby scarf was placed around her.
Well, Lady Sam had described it as a scarf but it was more like a fuzzy blanket for the baby but either way, Lenore was grateful for the gift from the Corps Mistress Dragonologist .
“Dada!” the little girl smiled, seeing her father come into view.
“Hello my girl,” Edward smiled. He then raised an eyebrow at Lenore. “That's a scarf?”
She shrugged. “Apparently.” She looked back at her little girl snuggled her softly. “Either way, our Awen looks beautiful in it.”
Day 2: Handmade Hats“It looks ridiculous.”
“No it does not.”
Matilda pulled the hat off and her bright red hair poof-ed. “See, it's evil!”
“Oh for goodness sakes.” Daniel sighed.
“Mummy! We're going to be late!” cried Amelia. She stood near the door, all wrapped up and ready for school.
He took the bright orange hat from his wife, jammed the offending item on her head and grinned. “There. Beautiful. Now, go and take Amelia to school.”
Matilda looked at him with a sigh. “Really?”
“Mummy!” Amelia stopped over grabbed her mum's hand and started dragging her to the door. “Bye daddy!”
He watched his wife and daughter leave then picked up the wrapping paper and looked at the tag.
I love you still my girl,
To Hoard Cakes: A Canadian RomanceOnce upon a recent time, in the mysterious kingdom of Canada, there lived a young artist named Christin. She was effervescent, eccentric, and somewhat reclusive, working tirelessly on her craft, keeping only cat and canvas as company. She worked so very hard, and often forgot to eat. The townspeople worried for her health, as she often left her lights on well into the next morning, sometimes days in a row. She didn’t always notice other people stopping by, even working during sales of her wares!
Of the townspeople, the baker’s apprentice, Brady…something or other, was the most concerned. He’d seen her on the rare occasions she wandered into town for something. She seemed as though she wasn’t there as she went about her errands. Her hair was in unkept, eldritch tangles, and she was smattered with paint, chalk, and ink here and there; her eyes seemed to be staring a hundred steps in front of her. By all accounts, she should be some strange creature,
Chapter 2: PAGE 4“Anyway what do you think I should tell them now?” The unknown man asked more friendly, as he paced through the room. “I don´t need to explain to you how important this is. There are so many innocent lives at stake!” He said passionate and for a moment his voice seemed to break.
It was at this point Dailon suddenly felt confused. The man seemed to be sincere and apparently it never was supposed to happen that Kaithleia got killed or they were forced here against their own will. Truth be told if this had been told to him directly he would probably have never believed it, but like this it was almost impossible not to believe. They could not know that he was eavesdropping on their conversation, so there was no reason to lie.
“Well if I may make a suggestion, just tell them the truth. We are fighting for a noble course and those kids all have a good heart. You selected them specifically for that.” the teacher said casually as normal, when he
Whispers in the dark 2 | Episodio 25
Episodio 25: Despedida
A media noche,alguien llamó al teléfono de Kevin y cómo Adam se despierta a la más mínima se dio cuenta,pero él no se levantaba,asi que usó la técnica de tocarle la oreja y salió perfecta.
- Te suena el móvil Kevin -
- Ah...siento haberte despertado - lo coge
Estuvo hablando un rato pequeño,el pequeño no pudo seguir la conversación,no sabia de que hablaban,él solo decía "si""ahora mismo"... todo el tiempo.
- Tengo que hacer unos recados... -
- ¿Recados? ¿vas a traficar tu último día aqui? -
- Lo siento Adam pero...él te conoce y si no hago lo que pide te hará daño -
- ¿Y cuándo no estés? -
- Les ordenaré a Dexter,Ori y Héctor que cojan mi móvil,y le diré a Teddy que yo no podré hacerlo más...aun que seguramente me de una paliza por eso -
Whispers in the dark 2 | Episodio 24
Episodio 24: Mi regalo
Adam tuvo que seguir yéndo a la escuela,aun que tuviera mucho sueño y nunca prestara atención.Las clases de biología ahora eran iferentes,Davi estaba muy deprimida y si los compañeros gritaban o paseaban por la clase ella no decía nada,a veces los dejaba hacer lo que quisieran.Un día,él estaba paseando por los pasillos cuando se encontró a su profesora hablando con el director.
- ¡Si no cambias esa actitud tendré que despedirte! -
- Si,señor... -
Ella seguía cabizbaja.Cuando el dire se fue,se acercó a ella para preguntarle sobre su hijo.
- ¿Cómo está Kevin? -
- No lo sé,no lo vi desde hace mucho... -
Se preocuparon aún más,ya era hora de salir y como siempre,tenía esperanzas de encontrárselo alli esperándole,pero ya no era asi.Todo le recordaba a él,la puerta de la escuela,los callejones,el b
Chapter 2: PAGE 7If only he would have been able to see the man properly he would have been able to verify his suspicion. He had never been good in controlling the energy like many others were. In fact he was so horrible at it that even the teachers were astounded by it. Normally if a person could not use the energy within it meant that they simple did not have enough, but Dailon seemed to be the opposite. His ability to sense the energy in all its forms though was one of the highest, so it was not his control or senses that prohibited him using energy outside his body. Not even the teachers and experts at the Institute could figure out why he was completely unable to use it.
Dailon himself could not figure it out either, despite having studied it for a long time, as he would have loved to be a battle mage, considered to be the highest battle rank. However no matter how much he tried the fact remained that whenever he summoned energy outside his body, it just exploded almost immediately.
peaceful at last,chapter 7The next morning exlo awoke to the sun in his face and a cold breeze blowing over him. He opened his eyes to find that kieroff was hanging onto a strut of wood on the roof. It had splinters hanging from every Centimetre of the plank and every time kieroff moved a toe or a foot, another would pierce his skin. Exlo got up and walked downstairs and sat down. He started to count down from three and at one he heard a large crash from upstairs and a moan from kieroff.
“God, why are there so many splinters in those struts, I swear if I hurt myself I am gonna light them on fire”, said kieroff walking down the stairs.
“Wouldn’t that be a shame”, exlo muttered under his breath. “Manna was going nuts at me yesterday; he wants you to come with us to live in a temple……..you were so……don’t go rambling on at me, manna, manna, MANNA”, yelled exlo.
Kieroff started to laugh and he fell over from it. “So you expect me to go
Chapter 2: PAGE 6In his haste to sit down he almost did not notice how far he actually sunk into bed as he sat down. He had never slept on anything better then thin leather blanket spread on top of a stone bed. Even that was already a luxury only bestowed upon those who reached the elite year of the Institute. It almost felt comfortable, though Dailon wondered what kind of filling they used that he would sink in that far. Now was not the time to check it though, so he kept massaging his head as the wooden panel slid upwards.
`Ah so it was a door after all.` Dailon thought to himself, watching the door entrance closely through a tiny slit in his eyelids, that was too small to notice in the dark room. He would never have found out that it was a door that opens upward. Somehow it goes so completely against taught nature, or perhaps even simple instinct, that he would never have figured that out.
“Ah I see you are awake young Dailon.” The man said as he slowly walked into the room. “When
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Chapter 2: PAGE 8The idea of energy within the body originates from an old religion called Buddhism in the old time line. Once science had finally proven it to be real and it became an accepted idea through out the world, it spread like wild fire throughout the world. It seeped into technology, sports and even everyday life. During the twenty second century transportation vehicles drew their power from the person inside it, rather then use an external fuel source like Benzine.
It was a free, versatile and powerful source of energy… and like every powerful source of energy it nearly destroyed the Earth and wiped out over ninety nine percent of all living things on earth, humans included.
Humanity needed nearly six decades to recover from the brink of total annihilation. During the wave of destruction almost all technology was lost and nobody knew how to use what was left of it. Without any technology to light a room or heat an oven, the remaining humans were forced to focus all their hopes into t
Day 02: Snowball FightsNakesha sighed as she sat fidgeting in her seat, eyes on her watch.
Just as restless next to her was Isaiah, bouncing slightly in his seat with his eyes on the clock on the classroom wall.
All around them, their classmates were in the same state of fidgety state, all watching the clock.
The teacher had noticed and was looking forward to having time to himself in the classroom to finish his marking before he himself went on the Winter Break.
"WAHOOOOOOOO!" yelled Isaiah, throwing his books, paper and stationery up into the air.
Nakesha ducked and her shadows protected her from the falling debris. "Thanks Isaiah," she commented sarcastically.
"That bell is for me, not you," the teacher said but was interrupted by a student yelling, "IT'S SNOWING!"
Instantly, everyone ran for the window and hoots of delight rang out.
"SNOW BALL FIGHT!"
"WOO! HA HA!" This was Isaiah, who was looking delighted.
"Oh what's the point?" the teacher bemoaned. "Go! Th
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