Alana hesitantly opened her eyes to find that the stone walls of the house were around her.
Ecstatic, she jumped up and down yelling "We did it!" For she had not teleported that far before.
Then she looked around.
Vigor wasn't there.
Before the realization could fully sink in, she heard loud thumps coming toward where she stood.
???
"Who's there?!" they yelled.
"Show yourself!"
Alana clamped a hand over her mouth, realizing they had heard her cry. She slowly backed away at first. Then the adrenaline kicked in and she bolted down the hall.
"Get back here!" The guards shouted, drawing their swords and running straight after her.
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Exile
FantasyI wrote a "book" with some old friends, starting in 7th grade and completing it in 8th. It tells the tales of an exiled girl on a mission to overthrow a horrid tyrant, with accomplices, situationships, and an enemy who may not be what people think.
