Wendy213
The starlight shone through the cracks in the window, and illuminated the room, like streaks of
Such youth, but no wisdom at all. Her words were simply juvenile. Even though she yearned for youth, she knew that with age came wisdom, and the juvenile girl would learn that youth goes away eventually.
It was still there. Unopened. Like always. Everytime she found the little box, it was always closed. She knew she was bound to open it some time or other.
This was something I had never felt before. A feeling of something pulling me down, destroying me. An unbearable sadness.
If you want to find the brewery, you don't have to look far. As long as you have the password, entering will be simple. If you don't have the password, then well, I pity you.
The national anthem blared from the loudspeakers, and when it was finished, Lartiana, our alien leader walked out. She and her two guards had landed on earth a few years ago and had hypnotized most of the people into liking her.
That was when I realized that it was all staged. I had been lied to my whole life. People had been using me, but telling me that they didn't believe anything I was saying. My prophetic dreams had been true, but people had just been using my dreams.
The beverage was cold, but warming. Sweet, with a tang. It was frothy and left the most wonderful taste of Cara's tongue.
The circular room was completely black. You couldn't see anything it. That was when Eleanor knew she was trapped, there were no doors, and she had to keep her hand on the wall to ensure that she didn't get lost in the middle of the room.
The delicate butterfly flew right past my face, as if beckoning me to follow her. Entranced, I slowly walked out, and followed her, as she led me to a meadow filled with flowers. Then, I was amazed to see the butterfly settle down, and transform.
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