I'm pretty sure my grand child is an idiot. He's knocked down all of my magical tools and herbs. Why couldn't he permanently break something not important like his baby pictures.
He smiled sheepishly at me and I just glared at him.
Mewling quim.
Wil as well kept messing with things and I am starting to consider throwing them both the hell out.
Woah, I'm cranky. My age must be getting to me. Or... Maybe it's just the fact that some midget just decided that he wasn't going to do what his wonderful grandmother told him to.
Looking around around my eyes are starting to tear. The life I built and have to continue to rebuild until the world decided to get right. Which to be very honest is probably close to never. I start to think about my kids and how I watched them grow old and die and maybe one day the same will be for my grandson. I shake my head quickly.
I have no time to think about this now. It's neither the time or the place to be selfish.
" You two! Come here." I called to them as I came in front of my fire place.
"Oh yes your majesty what can we do for you today?" Wil said.
"Well first you can cut all that. Ohh cut it. Cut it cut it. Nope, yeah before your time," I said as they stared at like I had two heads. Wait til they see my other forms.
"Okay, Ally I need you to stand right in front of me and Wil stand behind me and stomp twice." They did as told and fell through the floor boards.
Well, it's good to see all my systems still check out. Now to get what I need. Somethings are too dangerous even for them.
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OF MY OWN CONFESSIONS (Wil Ohsmford love story)
FanficI'm Enoleia. I went through hell my first stage of life. I thought it would be all over then I woke up to Elves and demons. Yeah all that good stuff. All this put on me also turns out I'm a protector of the Shannara. _______________________________...
