In the morning the first thing I did was go to Zomora's room. She wasn't there. It made me feel something. Anger. I went to pack my things. I was going after her. I knew she was evil. I knew she would harm the princess. I'm leaving.
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I was in the forest. The sole of it. I could feel it. I heard stories. I never believed in them. In a distance I could see a cottage. A small one. It's dark brown and had a darkish green roof. Cute...I guess. Of course by this time I was tired and hungry.
In just a few seconds I was in front of the door. Tempted. I opened it. Yes I've heard of the story of Goldie Lock And The Three Bears.
When you opened the door you could see there was a couch. It looked old. I would try to leave but I was tempted to sit on the couch.
Before my eyes I saw a middle aged woman. She had black hair and a blood red dress on. I couldn't control myself. It was like something forcing me to bow at her presence.
"Who are you?" Her voice said stern.
"I'm Flemora," I said uncontrollable to my voice.
"Why are you here?"
"I'm hungry and tired so I wandered in this cottage."
"Follow me," she said. At her words I stopped bowing and followed her.
What is happening to me?
She led me into a small room.
"We'll go on." She hinted toward the bed.
"Thank you," I muttered, covering myself in the blankets.
"Good night." She said as she left the door leaving me to drift to sleep.
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Hunters and Magic
FantasyThis is the story of Flex becoming an enchanter. When her family chooses her twin sister over her to protect the next heir to the throne she felt betrayed. Flex knows her sister is evil so she runs away to stop her. She gets lost in the deepest part...
