November 5th 9,999,980 BC 6:01 A.M.
Mist wanders down a small deer trail through the woods. He pulls himself up onto a glistening pohon branch. He sees a small girl huddled on the ground. He jumps down and slowly approaches her.
He draws an arrow. The girl turns around.
'Who are you?' asks Mist.
'I am Amirell, daughter of Amerith,' she says. 'Now tell me, who are you?'
'I am Mist, son of Karellcia.' he says.
'I could help you,' says Amirell. 'I have food and water. if we rationed it we would have enough.'
'I shall not need a woman's help,' says Mist. 'tis easy to find food out here. If I killed anda I would have the food anda have and your body to eat.'
'You can always kill me later.' says Amirill.
'I shall spare anda for now, however I shall not hesitate to kill you.'
'He shan't be trusting folk like that,' says Karellcia.
Mist's mother agrees with him.
'She is an elf, half virtual, half reality. she cannot come out here atau else she will fade.'
November 17th 9,999,980 4:00 P.M.
Mist and Amirell still travel together. They have become friends, yet there friendship is not strong and they may betray eachother easily.
'Mist,' says Amirill, 'I need to tell anda something.'
'What is it, Amirell?' asks Mist.
'I think that I am in cinta with you,' says Amirell.
'I am in cinta with anda too, yet anda are an elf, a virtual creature and I am a fearie, I come from a world of reality. If I was with anda I would either have to leave anda here atau not find my destiny.'
Mist wanders down a small deer trail through the woods. He pulls himself up onto a glistening pohon branch. He sees a small girl huddled on the ground. He jumps down and slowly approaches her.
He draws an arrow. The girl turns around.
'Who are you?' asks Mist.
'I am Amirell, daughter of Amerith,' she says. 'Now tell me, who are you?'
'I am Mist, son of Karellcia.' he says.
'I could help you,' says Amirell. 'I have food and water. if we rationed it we would have enough.'
'I shall not need a woman's help,' says Mist. 'tis easy to find food out here. If I killed anda I would have the food anda have and your body to eat.'
'You can always kill me later.' says Amirill.
'I shall spare anda for now, however I shall not hesitate to kill you.'
'He shan't be trusting folk like that,' says Karellcia.
Mist's mother agrees with him.
'She is an elf, half virtual, half reality. she cannot come out here atau else she will fade.'
November 17th 9,999,980 4:00 P.M.
Mist and Amirell still travel together. They have become friends, yet there friendship is not strong and they may betray eachother easily.
'Mist,' says Amirill, 'I need to tell anda something.'
'What is it, Amirell?' asks Mist.
'I think that I am in cinta with you,' says Amirell.
'I am in cinta with anda too, yet anda are an elf, a virtual creature and I am a fearie, I come from a world of reality. If I was with anda I would either have to leave anda here atau not find my destiny.'
Once i was having a hari dream about this story. And it brang me to this. A story about AshleyxDamon.
Chapter 1: Sunset
Sitting in an oak tree,a young 13 tahun old was menulis a letter to her father in Tokyo. He was doing research. Then her twin Austin came. "What are anda doing here?," she asked. "I cinta the sunset", Austin said. "That's why i'm here," Ashley said. They watched the beautiful sunset and went in they're vintage home. "Ashley who is the letter for,"Austin asked. " Dad," she answered. "Dinner anda guys," there mother said. And they went inside.
Credit to breebree446
Kalie's P.O.V
we saw the zombies coming our direction.we got our arrows ready. we were slowly walkinng when Anny falls on a coprse. we saw it was the scientist,. she screams in a high pitched. i wuickly cover her mouth. one zombie came oleh the pale grey skin. peeled bloody patches. white grey eyes. the rotten meat odor. i shoot it wtih the bullet. the blood flying. we went runnig. so we were the only ones alive. thats why the testers wanted us. they thought we were effected. well we are clean. for now. we kept running the growling of zombies behind us. i trun and see one of them grab anny's neck. i shoot them and they fall guts going. i grab her and check her. luckily she was alright. i sigh in relief and carry her over my shoulder. we were runnig when their was a cliff. now what?
we saw the zombies coming our direction.we got our arrows ready. we were slowly walkinng when Anny falls on a coprse. we saw it was the scientist,. she screams in a high pitched. i wuickly cover her mouth. one zombie came oleh the pale grey skin. peeled bloody patches. white grey eyes. the rotten meat odor. i shoot it wtih the bullet. the blood flying. we went runnig. so we were the only ones alive. thats why the testers wanted us. they thought we were effected. well we are clean. for now. we kept running the growling of zombies behind us. i trun and see one of them grab anny's neck. i shoot them and they fall guts going. i grab her and check her. luckily she was alright. i sigh in relief and carry her over my shoulder. we were runnig when their was a cliff. now what?
this is a fan fiction of the novel, Darker Still, oleh Leanna Renee Hieber.
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Disclaimer: Ms. Hieber own the rights to the book Darker Still.
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Summary: In New York, 1880, Natalie Stewart fell in cinta with Lord Denbury, known as Johnathon Whitby to family and close friends, who was trapped in a painting; and under a curse. With the help of family friend, Evelyn Northe, she is able to free him, and they leave the state.
But history repeats itself.
Now, in present hari New York, 13 tahun old Katia Whitby (Natalie's Greatx6 granddaughter)has become entranced oleh a painting which seems oddly alive. Katia is also mute, like Natalie was. She seems to some of the same abilities that her great-great-great-great-great-great grandmother did. Because her father works for the local museum of art, she's able to see the incredible painting with which she's obsessed lebih often. But is that really best?
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Disclaimer: Ms. Hieber own the rights to the book Darker Still.
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Summary: In New York, 1880, Natalie Stewart fell in cinta with Lord Denbury, known as Johnathon Whitby to family and close friends, who was trapped in a painting; and under a curse. With the help of family friend, Evelyn Northe, she is able to free him, and they leave the state.
But history repeats itself.
Now, in present hari New York, 13 tahun old Katia Whitby (Natalie's Greatx6 granddaughter)has become entranced oleh a painting which seems oddly alive. Katia is also mute, like Natalie was. She seems to some of the same abilities that her great-great-great-great-great-great grandmother did. Because her father works for the local museum of art, she's able to see the incredible painting with which she's obsessed lebih often. But is that really best?
I can see it now
Just how it will be
And don’t even ask how
atau what will be the key
I think of all that is lost
And can’t even bare the cost
To know they suffer
But no one will offer
A way out
atau a new place
atau even a new rout
But to stick your sorrows in a case
I leave her tonight
And don’t give thought to all in sight
Not wanting that pain
As in the ground she is lain
Before I let a single tear go
I turn away
As I sob an ‘Oh’
And say I’m okay
I can’t believe she’s gone
Leaving behind her sweat John
Without saying a single good-bye
In heartache we sigh
Not wanting to cry there
But her spirit surrounds us
We see her everywhere
Form every halaman awal to every bus
But we can’t beruang to say good-bye
As to us everyone will lie
We fall to the ground in pain
As dirt goes in, where she was lain
And our souls say their last good-bye
Just how it will be
And don’t even ask how
atau what will be the key
I think of all that is lost
And can’t even bare the cost
To know they suffer
But no one will offer
A way out
atau a new place
atau even a new rout
But to stick your sorrows in a case
I leave her tonight
And don’t give thought to all in sight
Not wanting that pain
As in the ground she is lain
Before I let a single tear go
I turn away
As I sob an ‘Oh’
And say I’m okay
I can’t believe she’s gone
Leaving behind her sweat John
Without saying a single good-bye
In heartache we sigh
Not wanting to cry there
But her spirit surrounds us
We see her everywhere
Form every halaman awal to every bus
But we can’t beruang to say good-bye
As to us everyone will lie
We fall to the ground in pain
As dirt goes in, where she was lain
And our souls say their last good-bye