Stealing? Magic? Two Books? Ready? It's not making any of the sense, Please we're not made for this. Resa can't speak. Lisa's can't walk more than a mile before having her breath full of sorrows. and I? I can't do it. Dustfinger trying to hide his cowardliness but Darius noticed it immediately and ignored it on the spot.
Dustfinger fails miserably every time he tries to hide his not-so brave act. He get shivers and goosebumps just by thinking of getting bursts and taken by the guards and then killed and thrown somewhere in the hills. "wooof" shaking his head Dustfinger came back from the idiotic thoughts about him being killed.
I exactly know what you're thinking about young boy, But this ain't no joke. It's a shucking thing that ya shuck-face have to deal with. Darius would change his mood and voice very seemingly and his language in such a way that everyone be like awe in first and then ew at second.
"Listen up, Buckle up, Cruckle up" Darius would say words that are not even words, looking at the map. He landed his finger on the one the island-type place; "This is where we gonna go tonight. Don't worry, There won't be more guards because almost every of them would be out of the castle following and trying to find you shuck-faced guys that came to me for help got it?"
The room was still stinking and now everyone of them just wanted to get out of that place, even Darius couldn't bear it.
They did, got out of the place as soon as possible and settled themselves on the couch of Darius's. It was evening time and they all were sitting on couches almost tired and thinking of how they're gonna do it tonight. It won't be easy for of course but they cannot deny it that Darius was their last choice.
They were drinking tea and Dustfinger kept looking at the beautiful face of Resa again and again. She kept drinking tea wondering and tensed in all ways. It was horrific to see her wrinkling her eyebrows up and down after every type of second, Dustfinger kept looking at the beauty and kept thinking if he could see her again after she's gone. Of course not; he thought after all.
Lisa kept playing with Gwen, They seemed to play hide and seek with each other, Lisa looked fresh after the tea-break. The night was rising, quietness everywhere. It seemed like the time was frozen and every bit of the planet-leaves were somehow stopped by some superficial force. But they gotta go now.
"Pack every weapon you see, Just in case. Pack meals and backpacks." Darius ran and patted Dustfinger's shoulder. He was saying in such a way that they would do the work but he was doing all by himself. Lisa and Resa were in the Kitchen packing the backpacks, sandwiches and fruits. They packed a lot of water too because they knew they wouldn't stop after stealing the book and getting back to Fenoglio as soon as possible. All they hoped right now was that all of them get to the book and back safely and Resa going back and all they lived was happily ever after, but happily was such a word that couldn't be defined in this miserable world. Although, they still had confidence and kept satisfying each other.
It was night now. And here they go, another journey with a LAST CHANCE, LAST HOPE
Dustfinger kept saying these words when they got out of that old type house
LAST CHANCE, LAST HOPE
LAST CHANCE, LAST HOPE
LAST CHANCE, LAST HOPE
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The InkHeart
FanfictionEver wondered a Story that is untold in a book? Dusfinger is a normal guy until he finds out that he is in a book that is read by someone! Everyone had their book that's read by someone else. There are rumors about readers that could get things di...
