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| Adjectives were clearly my very, special, bestest friend back then. =p |
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| Blair only sketches her favorite things. Wait, I thought that was Selena? Also, I'm very curious as to what kind of food they served at Hippos. |
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| Here's what the book is about. And here's how it maybe will end. Maybe. |
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I could turn away now and no harm would be done, but I would be plagued all my life with curiosity. Or I could open it, and change my life forever.
“Remember Pandora’s Box.” A small dragon hisses up at me. “Terrible things happened.”
“But Hope came out, too.” Another cried in the back. “Don’t dissuade her!”
The large one, who was leaning over my shoulder smacked it with its tail. “Shut up, squeakster.”
I stared at the thin book. “I…” I touch it. It burns me, and the sparks bounce off the stone floor.
“You could have the world, darling.” It purrs again in my ear.
“The world.” The others echo, save the small one, sprawled at my feet.
The book called to me. I could feel the pull. I could have the world. I fell to my knees before the book, tears streaming down my cheeks. I wanted it. I was afraid of it. I shouldn’t take it. I must have it. It was wrong. But I would have the world.
The cavern full of dragons waited, an occasional hiss, or swish of a restless tail.
I would have the world. Dale would hate me. My sister would try to kill me. She would hate me.I rose, still staring. “I can’t.” I took a deep breath and ran out of the tunnels.
* * * * *
The large dragon raised a claw, quieting the disappointed rumbles. “She’ll come back. Sheis the one.”
Squeaster whimpered.
* * * * *
I now sat in a forest, surrounded by my small army, defeated again. My men were beginning to murmur about me being a worthless girl. Dale hates me now.
I should have taken that book. I could have had the world.
I decide quickly. I’m going back for the book. The world will be mine.
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He was watching me. I was sure of it. The man with a tattoo of a swallow on his neck had his eyes fixed on me from the corner of the room. I’d never seen him in my life… at least, no spark of recognition was there. It was dark in the room, though. I thought that perhaps he remembered me, maybe from an event we had both attended.
Should I make conversation, or make nothing of the situation? I could turn away now and no harm would be done, but I would be plagued all my life with curiosity. Or I could open discussion, and change my life forever. I decided to try for it. My curiosity was so much.
“Hello.” I greeted him as I sat myself in the chair across from his. “I’m Meredith Daley. What’s your name?”
He looked puzzled at first, but then regained his confident composure. “Well, you are surprising. I was sure that I would have to go to you. But you’ve made it so much easier.” He smiled mysteriously. Before I had time to rethink this conversation, he began again. “My name is of no importance. You will never see me again. However, I will be seeing you.” For the first time, his hand moved from its grip on his coat and he wrote something down on a pad of paper in front of him. When he glanced up again, he smiled the same as before. “Goodbye, Miss Daley.”
By the way it was said, I assumed that he would be the one to leave. But when he kept his eyes fixed on me and made no move, I realized that I was being dismissed. As I walked away, I wondered just what this meeting meant and what was to later come.
If they saw us the likely hood of us getting away was slim to know, and they didn’t look like their hearts would be softened towards to young girls.
My hope was long lasting, when the last soldier turned his eyes slightly and saw us. I snapped my mouth shut, swallowing hard. The soldier stepped out towards us, a spark of anger in his eyes, anger that was unexplainable, to me.
“What are you two doing here?” He snapped at us.
I blinked quickly trying to think of something to say.
“W-we are taking a break. We are k-kitchen maids.” Anna stammered quietly.
I nodded my head in agreement, hoping I look more innocent than I felt.
The man glared at us, after a quiet glance at the rest of the soldiers that were disappearing around the corner of the building.
“I don’t believe you, but you listen to this. I will be watching you two. And if I see either one of you doing anything you shouldn’t I will tell, Lady Patricia.” He snarled. Then looking to where the soldiers had disappeared, he gave us one last glance before he ran off to catch up with them.