The bright lights faded behind me into a gentle hue as I ran. I felt pretty bad for leaving Brayden behind, but it WAS a party for him and I knew my sister would go above and beyond the call of duty for him. Still the more I rode the bigger the knot in my stomach became. Stocky blue trees passed us fairly quickly now, where I'm going, leads to a cave, that only opens at Moonhigh or, the twelfth hour, for pretty much anyone who isn't from Bandaway.
Faster and faster we rode until everything kind of blurred into a mess of colors, courtesy of my horse Bindi. I don't recommend horses with super speed as average transportation. However when you're in my situation say; An order of Guardians chasing after you, a mystical gate is closing, guiding "The Chosen One" to a so-called prophecy and/or time is of the essence, then feel free to borrow my Bindi.
Speaking of the Chosen One, I wonder where he's at... oh great, another thing to feel sorry for. You see a few weeks ago this guy named W- no. I promised myself I would never say that name again. But since this journal is one of my few sources of comfort, I will speak, that's what Elizabeth would have wanted me to do...
Le Authors Note: This is just an excerpt from it, but I just wanted to show to my fellow Altered Adventure Fans :D Know that this may stray a little from canon but I hope you enjoy!
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Altered Adventure: The Four Types of Royalty
FanfictionThis is fanfiction over Gizzy Gazza's 'The Altered Adventure' starring the troubles of one particular Guardian. When leaving a party, Sparrow (Voice) quickly has to go out and face the unknown, or troubling consequences will arise.
