Dear diary,
It’s been a while since I’ve last written to you, but today I felt that I had to in case I’d forget later on. Today I managed to see again – it was only a glimpse of a stranger but I had seen, and that face, that person who saved me – I cannot forget.
I remember seeing this boy, he pushed me out of the way. The car drove past in front of me. I was left unharmed. But I know that he wasn’t human. I’m not sure what he really was, but I feel sad.
He smiled at me though, with his warm, cheerful eyes and I felt as though I’d known him my whole life. Perhaps he was – my guardian angel - if one were truly to exist. I’m not sure but I wanted to give him my thanks.
Silvia
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For an instant there were golden droplets in the air lingering in the midst of heaven and earth, before fading away. Only faint white ash remained on the ground along with a whispered name: Aleator.
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FantasyWhat do you do when your exam is a blank piece of paper with no instructions? Aleator scribbled all over his. But there was one problem: that was someone's destiny and he had utterly screwed it up. Now he must make a deal with Chance, the Elders and...
