In the serene of the full moon shining brightly as the shadows which reflected through the moonlit shadows danced, alive with a subtle, eerie movement, while the sounds of hallowing winds could be heard as the trees and grasses fluttered indiscernible...
Inside a room in an apartment which at the very least is a two bedroom apartment, a young lady in her late twenties with reddish dark hair and yellow eyes like that of a miniature sun, with a slender figure that makes her look fifteenth years of age along with a rounded face that says the same
could be seen laying slightly on her bed with her light blue night wear and her reddish dark hair packed up and her back rested slightly on the wall behind her as her bed was close to the wall
On her right hand was a feather dipped in ink while her left hand was holding a hard cover with a name ' Against All Odds ' written on the hard cover with goatskin parchments stacked together within the hardcover and they seemed to be words written in each of the pages made of goatskin,
beside her on the right side of the bed was a stool with a lamp that dimly lit a yellowish orange glow that lit the room as if fighting with the darkness of the night as the light in the lamp shone on a pile of books not too far from it on the stool as the books were stacked on top of each other, only a few names could be seen like --: Romeo and Juliet, Snow White, The Dark Tower, The Stand, The Detective Of Mystery, Darksouls, Pet Cemetery, IT, Mirrored Personality, Humpty Dumpty.....
"phew"..... Writing on the last page on the book she is holding on her left hand, the young lady with child-like face couldn't help but exhale as she dropped the feather dipped with ink in the ink cup and closed the book as her right thumb caressed the tip of the book and her head were slightly raised looking at the window as she was lost in thoughts while the full moon shone brightly and the shadows of the window structure could be seen plastered on the ground in her room
Is this really the end?.......She muttered inwardly as it has been eight months since she have been writing a detective type novel filled with mysteries and supernatural elements as each of the characters plays the role as paranormal hunters fighting against the threats and madness of the world their in
Snapping back from her thoughts she glanced at the clock hanging on the wall in the room as the time showed
11:48 in the nightIt's late night again..... She mumbled as her thoughts raced as to how she still has a case to solve the next morning
She got up from her bed, feeling the weight of yet another late night as she walks slowly to a desk where papers regarding the investigation of missing people and their faces could be seen on the papers scattered on the desk, she drops the book 'Against All Odds' she was writing on the desk and walked back to the bed hurriedly like a child running to hug their parent
The bed made a soft squishing! sound as she collapsed face-first, her eyes blinking closed as she drifted off into a deep sleep..
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9:35 the next morning a young lady with red hair and yellow eyes like that of a miniature sun is seen wearing a white long sleeve and a short black knot tie with a black trench coat and a half top hat along with a long black skirt reaching the knee length or even longer and along the skirt she wore a black hose and on her feet were pair of black cover shoes fitting for walking or running,
with a hurried Tap! Tap! sound, the young lady comes out from the two bedroom apartment hurriedly as she started running forgetting to lock the door and moments later she came back and locked the door with the key on her right hand and with a Click! sound the door locks and she started running again but this time even more faster that not even the wind could be able to slow her down
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Fallen Paradise
FantasyWhen the moon reaches its peak, madness shall walk the face of the earth. In a world teetering on the edge of mysteries and sanity, the moon's crimson glow heralds an age of nightmares. Everyday objects twist into monstrosities. Nature turns savage...