The Lure

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A lovely voice that sings like a siren lures me to a tower covered  in a blanket of blue and white roses.
Soft, slow, whispers in my ear telling me to come closer, to come near. A strong masculine voice whispers "My dove my air where are you?  How do you fare? I feel you are near so come to me my sweet dear. I look but I can not find you so, come to me my glowing gem."

A girl with rich co co skin and eyes the color of champagne and lips a light pink and dark brown hair. She wears a sunset orange floor length dress.

' The Voice, where is it coming from?'  The girl thought.

' I should probably turn around and head back to my room.'

' No you must come to me my  sweet flower my sweet flower and I shall tell you sweet secrets.'

' Huh what are you talking about? Who are you and what are you doing in my head?'

'  My name is Magi and I can leave you to your destiny my dear Empire Lake. Come and join me my sweet blossom. '

 

Alright everyone this is bubbles and I hope you enjoyed my small piece of  The Lure. If you want any of my short previews to become a real story vote and comment.

My next short story dance in the midnight crew will be coming out with an about will be coming out this week I'm not sure but when I'm almost done with it I'll leave a message on my message board to let you all know.

Let the force be with you

- Bubblegum

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