The Land Of The Dead

Tyandra Witchell

A warm day it was-- when the birds were tweeting and chirping, when the sun was clouded, when the Butterflies were sipping nectar from beautiful flowers and when the wind was calm like an off-peak unending day.

Tyandra Witchell, a young brunette with a long bone -- was walking suspiciously making a direction to the woods. A beautiful blonde which was sitting on a carved chair frowned in curiosity, and an itch forced her to stalk Tyandra behind.

She lunged on a bush, to wait for Tyandra to enter the woods. Tyandra looked back to see if she wasn't being followed, she looked again -- then finally she entered the woods. The blonde girl was Glory Collberg, she stood up and went cautiously to the woods. She hid behind a thick stem of a tree..

Tyandra found a log to sit on, she perched there. She lifted up her long dress to reveal her right leg which had an ugly wound. Glory was still behind that tree watching.

Tyandra lifted her hand to that wound. She closed her eyes and focused on it. Seconds later, her leg was as good as new.

Glory's eyes dilated in huge disbelief, she quickly leaned on her back and hyperventilated...